Silliness

Just a silly little something from the backseat of the van today...

E.W, coughing, sputtering, choking..."Mom, it went down the wrong tube!"

Me, "What did honey?"

E.W, "The Jolly Rancher juice!"

Apparently E.W and I need to have a talk that, indeed, while Jolly Ranchers taste like fruit, alas, they are not a fruit, and so, they don't have juice...and that, said juice, would, indeed, be spit.

Carry on, now...