Conversation with the three year old Miss Boo about the song she is singing for the school play.
Boo: (sings) You've heard of chicken soup, and turkey soup, and barley and potato!!
Me: (interrupting) Yuck. I don't like any of those soups.
Boo: (annoyed) Noodle soup with carrots, minestrone and potato.
Me: More yuck! Those soups are gross.
Boo: Mom. I'm singing. You've heard of alphabet soup, and wonton soup and chowder made with clams...
Me: Oh yeah! Clam chowder. Now there's a soup.
Boo: (through gritted teeth) Rice soup with chicken and split pea soup made with ham. I still don't know the name of the boy who is ham.
Me: PEA SOUP? Why don't I just throw up right here. There's nothing worse than pea soup.
Boo: Are there any soups you DO like?
Me: Cheesy beer soup.
Boo: That's all?
Me: Yep. Clam Chowder and Cheesy Beer Soup. Those other soups are gross.
Boo: Mom, get over it.