Man Treats

One night this week I was in the kitchen cooking supper, tacos to be exact, when the boys were horsing around. Well one thing led to another and Jackson did something to really aggravate Everett. Everett hollered at him and ran into the laundry room to pout.
Well I was still cooking and waiting to see what Jackson's reaction would be when he followed Everett into the laundry room. Then I heard this conversation between the two of them:

Jackson: You can't just go pout when you don't get your way.

Everett: Leave me alone!

Jackson: Everett, men don't act like pouty babies. Don't you want to come out of here and act like a man?!

Everett: Yeah.

Jackson: Well if you do then you'll get a man treat. Don't you want a man treat?

Everett: Yeah, Broler, I want man treat.

Of course I'm snickering to myself what in the world is a man treat when the boys come back into the kitchen still jabbering. They stop by the counter and I look over at them and Jackson is patting the top of Everett's head. Jackson says to Everett in a wisdomly voice : "Tonight Everett, your man treat is tacos." And Everett replies, "Okay Broler."

Now this may not be funny to you but it is to us because first of all Jackson is 5 and Everett is 3. Second Everett has never ever ate a taco or anything taco related in his life so for him to accept that as his man treat is just hilarious to me!