Minor Confusion

Last Saturday on our way to swimming lessons at the university we passed the football field, where the marching band was practicing and some students were tossing around a football.

Mr. Sneaky Pants: Look! Look! They’re playing taco football, mama!

Sarah: No, NOOOOO! Not Taco football! You eat tacos.

Mr. Sneaky Pants: Yes! Taco football! See! (he points to the football field)

Me: Honey, you eat tacos, like we ate at the PTA supper last week. When you play football, you TACKLE.