Too Much Fast Food

Either Camden is incredibly smart or we eat too much fast food. (I'm going with incredibly smart.) The other day, our family stopped at Sonic for dinner. I mentioned to Darryl that sometimes it felt like Camden mocked me when going through drive-thrus. Darryl just rolled his eyes. He then pushed the order button. When the lady asked if she could help, Camden answered, "Yes, um, I'll have a cheese burger with cheese and (pause as if thinking) burger. That's all. Thank you." Darryl and I nearly busted a gut. He does this every time we go to a fast food restaurant. Needless to say, we've cut back on the fast food.