So as a side story, I have finally been "gotten back" for all of the times I would respond smartly with "Food" when someone asked me what I wanted to eat. Here is a typical conversation with Nolan on the ride home. (Between "see firetucks soon, doors are open" and "firetucks go? oh no, firetucks all gone, later firetucks"- we drive past two fire stations)
Me: So Nolan, what do you want to eat for dinner?
Nolan: Food!!!
ME: Okay, what kind of food would you like?
Nolan: Dinner!
Me: All right, so what kind of food would you like for your dinner?
Nolan: Food!!!
Me: Okay so you want food for dinner?
Nolan: Dinner!
And on and on. Karma's a brat sometimes.
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