Today, James gave us plenty of humor. His first was at lunchtime when he told Daddy what was for lunch. As prelude to the conversation, it must be noted that Daddy does not care for ketchup - on anything. Daddy is 40 years old and it has probably been every bit of 37 or 38 years since Daddy has put ketchup on anything.
The following conversation was held with complete seriousness.
Mommy: James, would you like a hot dog with ketchup for lunch?
James: Yes.
Mommy: Daddy, would you like a hot dog with mustard for lunch?
Daddy: Yes.
James: No, Daddy, you don't like hot dog with mustard.
Daddy: I don't?????
James: No. You don't like hot dog with mustard.
Daddy: But Daddy does like mustard on his hot dog.
James: No. You don't like hot dog with mustard.
Daddy: What does Daddy like on his hot dog?
James: You like hot dog with ketchup.
Daddy: James, Daddy doesn't like ketchup.
James: Daddy, you want hot dog with ketchup . . . and chicken.
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