11yo: Mom, can we get chicken balls?
Me: Ummm…excuse me?
11yo: Can we get chicken balls?
As I stood in the frozen foods section at Meijer, I struggled to compute WHY he would be saying that, while simultaneously trying to discern “Does he really mean something else?”
After several seconds of racking my brain, I couldn’t figure it out…so I opted to ask. Albeit reluctantly.
Me: What are you talking about?
11yo: (pointing to the popcorn chicken in the freezer case) Chicken balls? Can we get chicken balls?
So then I started giggling. I will give him credit, here, where credit is due. The picture on the package did look like “chicken balls”…versus, say, a chicken nugget, tender, or patty. Definitely little balls of chicken.
Me: Ummm…I think you mean “POPCORN chicken” (still giggling).
11yo: Oh, yeah…popcorn chicken.
He was still unaware as to WHY I was giggling.
11yo: Can we get popcorn chicken?
Me: No, we’re getting this instead.
I selected a bag of chicken nuggets…also an unfortunate name, but not quite like “chicken balls”.
Me: Yeah…and let’s make sure not to call them “chicken balls”.
Yes, I even used the air quotes too when I said it; my husband would be so proud. He “loves” the air quotes.
Lightbulb! (You have to say that in your head like Gru in “Despicable Me”...yes, I've seen that movie a few too many times now.) The PBA figured out why I was laughing.
After what amounted to a good minute at least, we composed ourselves and continued on through the store.
9yo: But what about chicken breasts? Can we still say that?