Lydia and I went to town this afternoon for lunch and shopping, and on our way home we stopped by the supermarket to pick up some stuff for dinner. I called Olof to see what he wanted, but he said he had no preference, so Lydia and I decided to play a little joke on him via text message. It went like this:

B: Do you want updog for dinner?

O: Whaaaaa???

B: Do you want updog for dinner?

O: I have no idea what you’re on about, but sure. 🙂

B: You’re supposed to say, “What’s updog?” Then I say, “Not much. You?” And then Lydia and I die laughing. 😀

O: I saved your lives!