On Friday we went to Panera for lunch. Sadly, this in itself was actually an exciting experience for me. The closest Panera being over a half an hour hour away doesn't exactly make going there very convienent. Ahh, how I miss Northern Virginia. Anyway, while we were there Isaac wanted to try some of our "juice". Up to this point, I have not been able to get the kid to drink from a straw, but apparently all he needed was little motivation. I guess the desire to have some Dr. Pepper was all the inspiration he needed. After he took a nice long drink, he looked up and said "pop." Now, since we moved away from Michigan 6 years ago I have pretty much stopped saying pop (its way cooler to say soda...) so I have no idea where how he knew that. I guess he's a mid-west boy at heart!
I was looking through some old pictures with Isaac today and I think I answered the question about who taught him about pop!
3 comments:
That's hilarious! Where did he learn "pop"? It is that Michigan blood in his veins!
Well, we will have to work on more of the Midwest venacular(-:
Way to go to the other Bappa!! We need to work on this together.
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