El: Mom, can I have a turkey sandwich, please? (Yes, I have one child with ACTUAL MANNERS. It's wonderful. The other child, the preschooler further known as or "Em," is aware that manners exist, but usually declines to involve them in everyday conversation and/or actions.)
Me: Yeah, what do you want on it?
El: Turkey, cheese, ketchup, mustard, and..... sandwich ...slimes.
Me: (laugh-choke-laugh) What?
El: Um, sandwich... slimes? Or slime? Or whatever you call them...
Me: Okay, I have no idea what you're talking about.
El: Mom, the pickles you bought that are flat for sandwiches. You know? (opening the fridge, and pointing) It says sandwich slimes, right?
.....
Somehow, I think "Slims" is the better seller.
