The mom of the girls we have been watching this summer rewarded us by giving us homemade tamales. I was saying how much I was looking forward to eating them, when I heard Sam say as though a light bulb had just turned on, "Oh! I thought we were
going tamales, but it's
tamales."
It took me a few seconds to translate that into what he was actually trying to say:
"Oh! I thought we were going to Molly's, but it's
tamales."
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