dinner conversation.

Our dinner conversation skills are, in my opinion, kind of lacking. But every now and then, we have some good ones. Last night was one of those.

I can't recall how we made it to this point, but Mr. Boss was trying to get the kids to fall for the "under where/underwear" joke. They have yet to get it right.

Mr. Boss: C, what were you eating under there?

C: Um, nothing.

Mr. Boss: *pointing across the room* Well, what were you eating under there?

C: *looks over his shoulder* Nothing!

Undaunted, Mr. Boss tried to engage another child.

Mr. Boss: Hey, Z, what were you eating under there?

Z: Uhhhmm... Pancakes.