Mama, at daycare, trying to get him to leave: TJ, let's go home so you can see the nice dinner I made for you.
TJ, looking up all excited: Soup?
Mama: No, not soup.
Drive home.
Mama: Here's your dinner.
TJ: I WANT SOUP.
Mama: ok, what kind of soup? We have clam chowder and chicken soup.
TJ: Broccoli soup.
Mama: I don't think we have any of that.
TJ: Yes, we do.
Mama, scrambling, finding onion soup mix, broccoli and pasta: ok, buddy, we do.
TJ, about three minutes later, eating his broccoli soup: It's so delicious.