I asked Tyler what he wanted for breakfast this morning.  I guess he hasn't learned the phrase "I don't know" yet, but in true guy style he proceeded to stand in front of the open refrigerator while he contemplated his choices.  I asked him if he wanted some yogurt (or as he calls it, "ogrut").  He said "ummmm..." and then he spotted a plastic cup of Kevin's butterscotch pudding.  He grabbed it and declared "I want this hopscotch ogrut!" 