yesterday, Cotter and I had another important father-son conversation.
Cotter: Daddy, who's playing basketball on TV?
Me: The Bulls and the Nuggets.
Cotter: Who are you roopin' for?
Me: Well, the Nuggets, I guess. They're the Denver team.
Cotter: Oh.
(short pause)
Cotter: Daddy which is the white team?
Me: That's the Bulls. The Nuggets are the blue team.
Cotter: Oh.
(longer pause)
Cotter: Daddy?
Me: Yes?
Cotter: Like the soup bowls?
Me: Huh?
Cotter: the soup bowls.
Me: Boy -- I have no idea what you are talking about.
Cotter: the team. The Bowls. Like soup bowls.
Me: Ohhhh! No, son. Bulls. Not Bowls. Bulls. Like cows with horns on their heads.
Cotter: Oh. Now I get it.
(another short pause)
Cotter: Daddy?
Me: Yes?
Cotter: and like chicken nuggets?
Me: the Chicken nuggets....hmmm...
(pondering...pondering...pondering)
Me: Yes, son. Just like chicken nuggets.