Toboggans

We had a seasoned pork tenderloin for supper last night. Philip cut it, put it on a platter and placed it on the table. Jonathan sat down at the table and gave an exaggerated sniff and said "It smell delicious, just like a toboggan" We looked him and asked "it smells like what?" He said, "it smells like those yummy things that we eat on sticks." We laughed and said "Oh! it smells like kabobs not toboggans!" Funny boy!