A funny story...
Last night, I took my kids to Tim Horton's. Ya, ya, I know, I gotta lay off the timbits. But we only had a few minutes left in our time together and we were cold, thirsty and hungry, ok?
Anyway, at the counter, Andrea (almost 6!) was reading the menu behind the counter and said "Daddy, can we get hot beaver eggs?"
I said "What?", and promptly scanned the menu for what she was talking about.
She had seen "Hot Beverages" and, quite correctly, sounded the words out, as she has been taught, to come up with Hot Beaver Eggs.
I like mine over-easy. With timbits.
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Wednesday, February 2, 2005
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