On the way to school today the boys were talking about strange foods. Tyler made some gigantic list of random foods that would be "sooooo good" when eaten together. So Marshall pipes up, "Mom? Do you think pickles and whipped cream would taste good?" I told him it sounded like something that would give me a belly ache, but even though he seem grossed out it would probably be something he would eat just to give me a hard time and he'd say it was totally yummy... like that time he dipped his apples in soy sauce. Marshall looked at me, almost offended, and said, "that is totally different."
End of conversation.