I'll have eggs, bacon and a side of Chinese bread please...

I just adore Mikey's little thought process sometimes.  I don't know what I love about it more, the fact that it is hilarious to me or the fact that I am the only one with the ability to quickly interpret what he is getting at.... (Dana logic anyone?)

Anyway, tonight perfectly captured what I mean:

Mikey was hungry and looking for a snack in the fridge.  I was in the bathroom giving Hunter a bath when he came in.  

Mikey: Dana, could have have some of that stuff in the fridge?  You know, that round stuff.

???

Me: Well, what round stuff.  Use your words.  <-- thanks for that one mom.

Mkey: You know, the ummm.... *lightbulb* CHINESE BREAD! 

?????? So here I am thinking, round and bread-like. 

Me: Do you mean tortillas?  

Mikey:  NO!  Not tortillas. Chinese Bread.

We had just eaten Chinese food the night before so I was really racking my brain. Then, magically it clicked.

Me:  Do you mean English Muffins?

Mikey: Oh ya.  That's what they're called.  Can I have one of those?

I am still a little amazed that a five year old mind could associate nationalities like that.  And the mix-up is something I would totally do.   :)