(Ham)burgers?

This morning we left for our campout in the mountains about 20 miles from home. We checked into our cabin, unpacked, got settled, and got to know everyone. More details on Mommy's blog.

One of today's highlights came at dinner, where we were served grilled hamburgers with salad. You know-- typical 4th of July cookout fare.

Todd, as usual, needed quite a bit of prompting and reminding to eat. The promise of dessert at the end of dinner helped spur him on ;-)

Anyway, more than once did I find myself repeating to him: "Eat your burger!"

To my puzzlement, he kept replying with "Not burger! HAMburger!"

I chalked it up to another Todd eccentricity (perhaps the first word he had been taught about that grilled round patty inside a bun was "hamburger" and he didn't realize "burger" was the same word, short for it. You know how particular he gets and how tenaciously he sticks to the first thing he's learned)

Eventually, though, he clarified when I, for the umpteenth time, reminded him to eat his "burger":

"It's not a burger, it's a HAMburger! Burger is the thing from your nose!"

After a hearty laugh, I explained to him the difference between "booger" and "burger" ;-)