Can we go to Target?

This little exchange between Erick and I cracked me up.

E - "Can we go to Target?"

Me - "What's at Target?"

All the while he is talking he is gesturing with his hands as if he was trying to describe some mystery item.

E - "There's this stuff that I want to get there. Sometimes it's kind of cheesy, it comes in a package, it's kind of white. It's kind of like...(dramatic pause) popcorn. Yeah, yeah, that's it. Popcorn. Can we go there mama? I mean Michelle? Michelle, can we go get some of this popcorn stuff. They sell it at Target."

To be sure, I knew once the word Target was out of his mouth I knew what he wanted. Neither of my boys actually ever volunteer to go shopping with me.

OK, it might have been funnier in person.