Children Of The Corn-fusion

Driving through the country on a long road trip. My wife is navigating, and we have two kids (boy, five, girl, four) in the back. We come to a huge and epic view of a corn field.

Me: “Look, kids! It’s corn!”

Son: “Whaddya mean?”

Me: “See all those plants lined up in rows and rows? That’s corn!”

Son: “Whoa! It’s a plant?”

Me: “Sure is!”

Son: “So that’s all gonna be popcorn someday?”

Me: *Laughs.* “Well, it’ll be corn first. Some of it might be popcorn.”

Son: “Wait… popcorn comes from corn?!”

Me: “It’s in the name! What did you think popcorn came from?”

Son: *Shrugs.* “I just… thought it came in a bag, and the microwave made it.”

We all laugh it off and drive on. A few minutes later:

Son: “So is like, corned beef when cows eat the corn?”

We all laugh again, and I explain what corned beef is.

Son: “So wait, corned beef has no corn, but popcorn does? Why is the world so confusing?”

Me: “Sorry, bud, it just gets more confusing from here…”