I was thinking about. . .

As we have also reported here, Joe's speech and thought is becoming much more sophisticated. Below is a brief, but representative exchange we had in the car on the way home. It followed in the wake of our trying to suss out what was served for lunch. We had guessed macaroni and cheese.

Joe: "How about we have macaroni and cheese for dinner?!"

Julie: "I was thinking about a quesadilla."

(beat)

Joe: "I was thinking about macaroni and cheese."

We are tempted to leave it at that, but we suspect that at least some of you, Dear Readers, will be wondering what was served for dinner.

Macaroni and cheese. Were you ever really in doubt? Quesadilla had been a thought only because by the time all the two-legged Ekkers were rounded up, together with their satchels, umbrellas (de rigueur for Our Hero on even an overcast day) coats, and--of course!--hats, and we were in the car on the way home, it was just after six which is pushing the envelope and quesadillas are quicker than macaroni and cheese.