A little off.

This morning Kris asked Zack to come ask me what I wanted for dinner tonight.
Well I figured we might as well finish off what we have in the refrigerator so I told him "tell Daddy we are having Mac and Cheese, and corned beef".
The little stinker stands at the door and yells "Daddy we going to have chicken, french fries and corned beef"!
And so it starts long before I thought it would.