Last night, Bennett was sent by Luke as an ambassador to find out what was for dinner.
I told him, “Sausage Tortilla Rollups.”
I heard him holler to Luke, “(mumbling) (more mumbling) rollups.”
A minute or so later, Bennett came back to the kitchen, a bit puzzled, and asked with a smile on his face, “Did you say we were having fruit rollups for dinner?”
Sorry, baby. Wishful thinking. Matt told him that when he was a grownup, he could choose that for dinner for his kids if he wanted.