Colin makes some of the most interesting, and often hilarious, observations at bedtime. The other night Russ commented that I should be writing these down. Yes, I should.
(door opens)
C: Mom, do mice kill people?
J: No honey.
C: Tunnel web spiders do. They live in Australia. I hate Australia because tunnel web spiders scare me.
J: Well, you can just stay here then. How about going back to bed?
C: Okay. Goodnight.
(door closes)
(door opens)
C: Mom, what kind of sport did we play at the Rec Department in the winter of 2009?
J: You didn't play a sport then. In the spring you played Tball and tennis.
C: Can I play tennis in the spring of 2011?
J: Sure. Go back to bed. I love you.
C: I love you too.
(door closes)
(door opens)
C: Mom, I don't like smiley faces that are cut in half.
J: Me neither. (?)
(door closes)
(door opens)
C: Mom, how did God make your boobies?
J: Umm.. (thoughts of a conversation about mother's milk goes through my mind)... I don't know.
(door closes)
(door opens)
C: Mom, how did they make my eyeballs?
R: (Russ interjects) In a special eyeball factory.
C: Dad!
R: God made them.
C: But how did God make my eyeballs?
J: I don't know honey.
(door closes)
(door opens)
C: When I am a grown up and after I am married and when she has a baby in her tummy, how does it get there?
J: It's kind of hard to explain.
C: Did God put the baby in her tummy?
J: Yes.
C: How does it come out?
J: You have lots of time to figure this one out. You will not need to worry about it for many years.
C: What doctor will I go see?
J: An obstetrician.
C: An obstetrician? Okay.
(door closes)
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