"Go Oka-la-homa!"

NJ cheered excitedly for the game we watched with our relatives. He always asks, "Which one are we clapping?" (except his "l" in the last word sounds more like an "r" most of the time). I told him we're cheering for the white. On the way home he tells me and Baba, "The jello was good. The food was bad." Yikes! He really liked the almond jello (with fruit) that Ah-ma and Auntie made. We even got to bring some home (thank you, Ah-ma)! Good thing the food was bought by the family, not made. I was surprised that he wasn't interested in eating it and didn't like it much. It's so unlike him. Baba said, "That's Filipino food, baby... get used to it!"