Getting Deklan ready for school this morning, I got out the outfit I thought he was going to wear. Deklan decided he didn't want that outfit so I asked what he did want. He was leaning on me and in my face. He whispers (that's his thing, whispering), "I like fresh meat."
"Well, I'm not sure I can make you a shirt with fresh meat, but let's see what we've got in the freezer." (Sarcasm is my strong point.)
"No, that shirt."
Oh.. he means the shirt that says, "I love fast food" and has a picture of a deer running. He saw that shirt and thought it was hilarious.