Aidan: Where are we going?
Me: To the mailbox.
A: Why?
Me: Because we need to mail something to Nonnie and Boppa.
A: Why?
Me: Because they left something at the cabin that they need in Florida.
A: Why?
Me: Because sometimes people forget stuff.
A: Why are we mailing it?
Me: So they can have it in Florida.
Silence, finally (the whys are starting to get on my nerves these days...) We pull up to the mailbox, which is next to Taco John's
A: Where are you going?
Me: To put the letter in the mailbox. (Which I then do, and come back to the car.)
A: What does that say?
Me: United States Postal Service
A: No, up there (pointing to the restaurant)
Me: Taco John's
A: (puzzled for a second) Why are you mailing the letter to the taco store?
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Is a taco letter anything like a taco butt? Eleanor has been saying that she has taco butt when she has pooped.
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