Brandonisms

[ellyssian]

Rachel: "What do you want for breakfast, Brandon?"
Mr. B: "I don't want breakfast, I want something healthy. I don't want breakfast, I want something healthy. I don't want breakfast, I want something healthy. I don't want breakfast, I want something healthy." [etcetera]
Rachel: "Like what healthy thing?"
Mr. B: "I want something healthy."
Rachel: "What healthy food?"
Mr. B: "Uh, like crackers, I said."
Rachel: "Are you sure you want crackers?"
Mr. B: "Yeah."
Rachel: "Oysters or Saltines?"
Mr. B: "Oyster crackers."
[Rachel gets Mr. B a handful of oyster crackers]
Mr. B: "I want something to drink. Can you get me milk?"
Rachel: "What's the magic word, Brandon?"
Mr. B: "Abracadabra pleeeeeeeaaaaaassssssseeeeee!"
Rachel[getting him milk]: "Now what do you say, Brandon?"
Mr. B: "Thank you!"

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In other news, with Deb and aequitaslevitas in NYC at the Yankees game (along with dragonflypug and her son Aaron), I took Rachel and the B-man out to lunch after karate. We went to the Boulevard Drive-In, which is a diner that has better fish & chips than anything within about 200 miles or so (yeah, better even than the much pricier fancy shmancy seafood places), and Mr. B had his usual (chicken fingers) along with fries and applesauce. Usually he eats half to most of the fries and maybe two bites of chicken. He cleared off all the chicken, all the applesauce, maybe a tiny fraction of the fries, and a bunch of tomatoes Rachel pulled off her salad. The appetite happens once in a while... =)

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