morning conversation

this morning, lucca emerged from the kitchen and marched toward the door, carrying his lunchbox.

L: i'm going to the car. i'm going to the car, mama.

me: you're going to the car? where are you going?

L: well... i'm going to home depot.

me: what are you getting at home depot?

L: i'm getting.... some lights for tim*! and i'm going to tim's house! and you're going to ollie's house. and papa's going to target and get some puzzles.

me: oh, okay. you're taking your lunch to home depot? you've got some snacks in there?

L: yeah.

*tim = the guy who just installed our ceiling fans, who has been a slight obsession with lucca ever since.