Today Tejan was home from school and watching me make dinner...
He wanted to taste all the layers of the lasagna... the pasta, the sauce... it all looked so good, I guess. He'd never seen lasagna, but knew all the components looked good individually, so the assembled dish must be good...
I told him he had to wait until dinner...
He asked several times throughout the afternoon if he could have some.
"Wait until dinner..." I replied.
When Asia got home from work and asked "What's for dinner?" Tejan proudly and excitedly replied, "Lazambia!"
Asia looked at him quizzically.
"No, it's Lazambique!"
He instantly knew that was wrong too...
"Auntie, what do you call this food?"
I could hardly answer I was laughing so hard.
"It's lasagna, Tejan."
"Yes, LASAGNA!"
He wanted to taste all the layers of the lasagna... the pasta, the sauce... it all looked so good, I guess. He'd never seen lasagna, but knew all the components looked good individually, so the assembled dish must be good...
I told him he had to wait until dinner...
He asked several times throughout the afternoon if he could have some.
"Wait until dinner..." I replied.
When Asia got home from work and asked "What's for dinner?" Tejan proudly and excitedly replied, "Lazambia!"
Asia looked at him quizzically.
"No, it's Lazambique!"
He instantly knew that was wrong too...
"Auntie, what do you call this food?"
I could hardly answer I was laughing so hard.
"It's lasagna, Tejan."
"Yes, LASAGNA!"
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