Mom: Guess what? I love you.
A (age 2): Guess what? Pencil!
Mom: Are you whining?
A (age 2): No.
Mom: What happens to whiny boys?
A: They get their hands chopped off by Dark Vader like Luke.
-- later, to a friend --
A: And then, then Luke gets his hand CHOPPED OFF!
Friend: He does?!
A: Yeah, 'cuz he was whining.
A(age 4): And here's a battery for your Target.
Mom: TARDIS. Not Target.
A: Oh yeah, Target is the store.
Mom: You could take the TARDIS to Target.
A: No, Doctor: you have to DRIVE there.
*As Mom tries to justify buying Dr. Who Season Six to Dad*
A (age4): *slightly wibbly* But Dad, Mom only has two shows left and it's her FAVORITE! She LOVES the Doctor!"
Mom: A, come and eat lunch.
A (age 4): Mom, I'm Spiderman-A.
Mom: I'm sorry: Spiderman-A, come eat your lunch.
A (age 4): Ah! Looks like we're going to the Skylander store!
Mom: You're not getting a Skylander, we're just going to Penney's.
A: No, I'm pretty sure this is where the Skylander store is.
Mom: You're right; this is the mall. We're not going to the Skylander store.
-- walking into the mall --
A: Ah! We're upstairs. We're walking to the Skylander store. We should get the guy with the fire sword.
Mom: I don't want to hear the word "Skylander" again today.
-- later, in JC Penney's --
A: *overly-loud whisper* MOM!
Mom: What?
A: *same whisper* SHHHH! BE QUIET! *looks around* There are Daleks everywhere.
Mom: There are?
A: Yes! This is where they live!
Mom: In JC Penney's?
A: Yes! We need to get out of here.
Mom: Where are we supposed to go?
A: *after a moment of thought* We need to get to the Skylander store. The Skyanders will protect us.
Mom: *bland* You want me to leave JC Penney's and go to Game Stop.
A: I don't want the Daleks to get you, Mom. I love you 'cuz you're the bestest Mommy ever.
A (age 4): E is my girlfriend.
Mom: What about J?
A: Oh...yeah...J. She's my girlfriend, too. I have two girlfriends.
Mom: One at preschool and one at Wushu?
A: Yeah.
A (age 4): E and I are gonna get married, but not right now. We have to wait five hours so I'm grown up.
A (age 4): *into a fan at Wushu class* EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE!!
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