Camilla

Who can decipher the mind of a toddler? More importantly, where the heck do they get those off the wall sayings?

Bobby, who is creeping up on age four, now so definitely not a toddler anymore, is the classic example. I can't remember when his obsession with Camilla started. I guess it would help if I blogged more about their happenings instead of writing about other things.

Who's this chick Camilla, anyway?

You know that sinful, gooey stuff called Easy Cheese, that sprays liked whipped cream out of a can on your cracker of choice? The one my friends call Sleazy Cheez? Well, for whatever reason, Bobby started calling it Camilla when he was around two years old. The name has still stuck. We see it in the store and even now, at four years old, it's the same plea:

"Mom! We need to buy some Camilla BECAUSE!"

It's more of a demand than a question, which doesn't work so well in my book.

My parents started his love affair with Camilla and they are sure to have it every time the boys stay overnight, whenever they come out to babysit. Camilla is a requirement. Camilla is his first love obsession....with cheese.