The things boys say...

Conversation between Josh and I last night:

Josh (as I walked through the kitchen): Mom, I really want a eight pack of ribs.

Mom: What?

Josh: I really want a eight pack of ribs, Damon has one.
(Damon is the new friend this year, and just so you know, we hear about Damon all the time)

Mom: What do you do with an eight pack of ribs? ( My mind is racing--eating ribs? it's often that I have to decode what Josh is trying to describe)

Josh: Damon is really strong and I want an eight pack of ribs just like him.
Since I'm thinking about eating ribs it doesn't dawn on me until Annie enters the conversation:

Annie: Mom... he means an six-pack of abs.

Oh, a six pack? Why didn't I think of that?