It’s a buzz word that all kids are hearing, using and have some fear of: Zika. It’s in the news and all over the radio, and their friends are talking about it. It’s gotten so that it has become a comical word that Jack and his friends use when they talk to each other. And sometimes when they talk to their mom.
I drive Jack and his friend to school this morning.
me: Jack, what did you end up making yourself for breakfast? (Jack usually grab a bowl of cereal while I get ready. And then he asks for his second breakfast when I’m done ha ha)
Jack: Zika flakes.
His friend cracks up.
me: no seriously, what did you end up eating? I heard you making cereal.
Jack: Zika flakes, covered with a sprinkling of Zika.
More cackling.
me: Really?
Jack: no, really, it was Zika flakes covered in a sprinkling of Zika with a side order of toast and Zika and a cup of Zika juice.
OK I can see how this is going so I don’t expect to ever get a straight answer. All I have to do is go back and look at the crumbs on the counter to see what he had, ha ha.
Sh*t My 6-Year-Old Says (but he's 18 now) 