What's For Supper?

Last night for supper Melissa and I decided neither of us were going to cook.  Instead we decided that we would get some chicken and sides from KFC.  I left to go pick it up and when I got home Henry was at the door waiting to greet me... like an excited dog.

H:  Hi Daddy!!!
J:  Hey Bud.
H:  What do you have?
J:  Chicken.
H:  Where did you go?
J:  Kentucky Fried Chicken.
H:  Oh.

So I take the food into the kitchen and start unpacking it.  Henry wanders into the living room and begins to talk to Melissa.

H:  Daddy is home!!!
M:  Awesome!
H:  He went to Kenf**cky Fried Chicken!
M:  Where?!
H:  Kenf**cky Fried Chicken!!
M:  Kentucky Fried Chicken?
H:  Yeah, Kentucky Fried Chicken.

So, we sit down to eat and as we're eating Audrey tells us how much she likes the chicken.

A:  This Confetti Fried Chicken is yummy!
J:  The what??
A:  Confetti Fried Chicken.
J:  Oh... it's Kentucky Fried Chicken.
A:  Oh (giggle).

It's amazing how kids can say the funniest things without even trying.

On a side note I feel the need to commend our local Kentucky Fried Chicken establishment for their friendliness as well as the speed and quality with which they filled my order.  Normally, I wouldn't think twice about this type of thing.  However, I did pay attention yesterday because the last time I went there the staff was less than friendly.  And it wasn't until after I placed my order and paid that they proceeded to inform me (and the other paying customers) that they were out of chicken.  Now, I can understand if they had run out of corn on the cob or mashed potatoes... but chicken!!!  Are you serious?!  That's like Pizza Hut saying they are out of pizza.  It's just wrong...  just wrong to be out of your main product.