gourmet poop?

HotMomma went out to dinner last night with her girlfriends to celebrate one of their birthdays, so Z-Dub and I were on our own for dinner. I took him to Jason's Deli, a family favorite. After we spent more than an hour there we headed out the door. On the way Z-Dub grabbed a bag of crackers from the salad bar. I guess he wanted a post-dinner snack to go.

Later, during our short drive home, he said, "Daddy, I'm gonna share crackers with Tallulah."*

"That's nice of you," I replied.

About a minute later he blurted out, "Tallulah eats dog food."

I didn't hear him well over the music playing on the radio, so I asked, "Tallulah eats dog food, really?"

"No Daddy! Tallulah eats dog poop."

Then I threw up a little in my mouth.

* Tallulah is the neighbor girl (not her real name).