If it were only this easy?

As we sit eating breakfast this morning, Dave and I discussed the grocery list. I asked if he wanted Chicken for supper. Logan told me he didn't want chicken for supper, but he DID want a Chicken game. How silly of me not to think of that, don't you think?
I said, "hmm...well, I'm not to sure where I'd get a chicken game."
"Yes you do Mama! At the CHICKEN GAME STORE!"
Again, how silly of me not to think of that myself, don't you think?