For kids' dinner tonight I made potatoes. I thought I was being a bit clever by building it in a very specific way - potato on the bottom, then cheese, bacon, creamed corn and pineapple. It was all welded together, I thought Charlie might actually be forced to eat it all.
I constantly under estimate that boy. He managed to eat all the bacon, all the pineapple and all the cheese without touching any corn or potato. The mind boggles.
Clearly his industrious eating necessitated economies in the language department. When I asked him if he like his potato with bacon, he said "Yes, yummy pocon." In case we were in any doubt of his ability to say it correctly, it was followed by a pause for effect and an insane giggle.