Chocolate

Last summer, when my sister J was visiting from Arizona, we went to the Dairy Queen by our house. J asked A what kind of ice-cream he wanted. He said: "I don't like brown ice-cream." J said: "Really? But, brown ice-cream is chocolate ice-cream!" A stared at J and then said, incredulously: "Brown is chocolate?!!" Now, A will only eat "brown" ice-cream.

A funny side-note: A's pronunciation of chocolate is "chlocolate". That makes the story even cuter!