With a side of rhino

A few days ago, Matthew was emphatically requesting hippopotamus for lunch.

"What?  Hippopotamus?"

"Yes, hippopotamus.  I want hippopotamus for lunch."

"I don't know what you mean, Matthew!"

"There! There!" he squealed.  "No, not that," as I held up the soy milk.  "No, no!  The hippopotamus!" as I held up some jam.  "Hippopotamus!"

Finally, I picked up the hummus.  "YES!  THAT'S IT!  I want hippopotamus!"