My son... My comdedian...

My son has the habit of coming up with some pretty funny things to say.... This morning, he's in the middle of ordering his lunch (apparently I looked like a take out window today), explaining he would like a ham sandwhich, chips, maybe a bean and cheese burrito, one of those brownies you made last night (aha- now I know why he wants me to make his lunch today), and something to drink... "Oh, yeah, mom, I left my lunch box at school the other day"..... loooong pause while I'm glaring at him with 'the look'- raised eybrow, lowered chin, head tilted, slight grimace... he must have sensed somehow that I was mildly displeased (hmm.. wonder why), when suddenly with a facial expression of complete delight he interjects, "TaaDaaahh"... as though leaving his lunch box at school was the equivilent of making it disappear as though he were a great magician... My response, laughing, "Okay, David Blane, now make it reappear, or you eat school lunch foreva!!"