One fine morning…
Zoe: Mommy, what you call this?
Me: That’s called puto.
Zoe: Oh! Like the dog of Mickey Mouse, Puto!
Me: *Suppressing a giggle* No, darling, that’s Pluto, they have the same sound.
Zoe: You’re right!
The next morning, while chatting with my sis and telling her the puto-pluto story…
Me: Zoe, Tita Nica says she wants puto.
Zoe: Puto? Pluto? They’re the same SIZE!