My Funny Boys

M-Boy and Little Man say the most random things sometimes. Let's start with M-Boy. I bought a bag of nuts from Sams Club the other day. There is something about the winter time that gets my family in a nut-eating mood. M-Boy was looking at the nutritional content of the bag (he does this with all food). I hear this from the kitchen:

Oh my GOSH! Mom, these nuts are a disaster! There is no vitamin A OR vitamin C.

I guess we should throw out the whole bag, eh?

Then at dinner the other night M-Boy was asking everyone which type of food do they hate. He wasn't asking what dish but what entire genre. My mom wasn't sure what he meant so I offered up an example. I said this:

He means what kind do you dislike overall. Like personally, I cannot stand Indian food. I loathe the stuff.

That is when Little Man spoke up. He raised up his hands and had this disgusted look on his face and said:

Oh me either! No way am I ever eating buffalo!

I nearly spit my iced tea out my nose. I was thinking more along the lines of 'punjabi' when I spoke of Indian food but buffalo seems a little exotic too I guess.