On the way home from the S family's house (thanks for the spectacular rainbow, fun tire swing rides and new vocabulary, by the way - ha!), I started to continue a conversation that Ethan and I started on the way home from school earlier this afternoon......
Me: So Ethan, do you sit with the Spicy Enchiladas now? (sidenote: his class tables are divided and labeled by continents and his teacher calls the kids who sit at "South America" the Spicy Enchiladas)
Ethan: Yep.
Me: Why did you move? (he used to sit in Europe)
Ethan: I guess because everyone wanted to talk to me and they just kept talking to me and I couldn't get my work done.
Brian: It wasn't because YOU were talking?
Ethan (with a bewildered look): No. Everyone at that table just kept talking to me.
Me: So the kids at South America don't talk to you? It was just the ones in Europe?
Ethan: Yeah. Nobody talks to me at the Spicy Enchilada table.
Me: How long have you been sitting there?
Ethan: Mmmmm......one day.
You're laughing at this if you know Ethan.
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