*sigh* Here we go again.....

I thought he had gotten over this thing, but I've been proven incorrect.


I was making soup this afternoon, potato and steak. It's very tasty.
IR comes into the kitchen, grabs up a microwave bag of popcorn, looks at the stove and....


IR - "Cheese?"

Me - "..........."

*IR Looks harder, about 6 inches away now.*

IR - "Nooooooodles."

Me - "........ It's potato soup. There's not a noodle in it."

IR - "Oh. hm."

Then fires up his first lunch of the day, a scrumptious bag of nuclear popcorn.