Me: Yes janu?
Waleed: I love honey.
Me: Yeah? I love honey too!
Waleed: I want honey!
Me: Aw, sorry, we’re out of honey, we’ll pick some up next time we’re at Publix.
Waleed: No Mama! Mama has honey!
Me: I don’t! I promise! Did you have some at school?
Waleed: Mama! Waleed go to school! Not honey!
Me: Ofcourse honey doesn’t go to school, did you eat honey at school?
Waleed: Ew! No eat honey Mama!!!
Me: You want honey… but honey is ew?
Waleed: *puts hand to forehead* Mama. Abu is honey. Honey is Abu. Okay?
I barely even realized I called K the word in question, its second nature. Luckily I now have little people in my presence picking up everything big or small. And me? I’m suddenly craving waffles– with honey.