Bringing home the bacon

I love the way my kids think.  This one is just killing me.  :-)

The other day I was trying to work and Emmett wanted me to play with him.  I was trying to explain to him that Daddy has to write in order to pay the bills.

I was being goofy and said "Emmett,  Daddy has to bring home the bacon".

It's been three days now and Emmett is still asking me where the bacon is.  As soon as I move to go somewhere, he asks if he can come with me so he can help me pick out the bacon.

I think I may actually have to go out and just buy some bacon.  It will put an end to to Emmett confusion.  :-)

He's just too cute.

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