I have been picking up my son and our neighbor's son for Taekwondo this week, here are some tales from the back seat:
Kid1: Look at that guy, he has shirt off!! (hot male jogger goes by the car) Kid2: I can see his BOOBS! Kid1: No, those are his ABS! Kid2: He looks all hulked out, look at his guns!
Post by eponinepontmercy on Jul 1, 2015 12:31:33 GMT -5
Me: We live in Wilmington, a city in Delaware, which is a state in America. DD: I know that, Mommy. You don't have to tell me that. (In that condescending tone that 3.5 year olds do best.)
Then my sister (in the back seat with her) starts laughing hysterically and takes this picture:
Oh, my son also tried to tell me recently that my brother lives in SOUTH AMERICA. He actually lives in South Carolina. He could not comprehend the concept that they are not the same thing.
Post by Daria Morgandorffer on Jul 1, 2015 13:59:33 GMT -5
All of my DDs fish caught some kind of plague and died two days ago, except one tiny fish. We put the tiny fish in a cup while we scrubbed out the tank. She put her glow worm next to the cup and when I asked why, she swung around at me and exclaimed "MOM! All his fishy friends DIED and he doesn't even have a HOUSE NOW and THAT is why he needs a singing WORM FRIEND!!!!"