wt: (in urgent worry-voice) " i lost my dollar coin in the backyard!! what if a robber comes in our backyard and STEALS it??!!"
ar: (in patronizing big-brother-voice) "if a robber comes in our backyard they're going to want to steal our shoes or the trampoline or something... you know, something way more valuable than an old dollar coin."
*****
ar: "mommy, the bible says walk with wise men and you will be wise, but who did the first wise man walk with?"
db: "good question! he walked with God"
ar: (thoughtful pause, then a smile) " i like that!"
-conversation w/ ar
*****
wt: "hey momma, my fingers are kinda sticky and i can't find my napkin so can you lick them for me? the lemon is a little bit too sour for my sour lungs"
-dinner table conversation with wt
*****
ar to wt: "hey wil, guess what i can do, in ballet class, when we do the britches, i can do a backbend with this leg up and this arm up and only one leg down" (demonstrates opposite arm and leg)
db: "britches? are you sure about that?"
ar: "yes ma'm! we do a back bend and
make a table with our middles!"
"britches" = "bridge", but
i like his 'way' better.
*****
wt: (laughing) "daddy! T-S-O-P!!"
andy: "t-sop? what does that mean?" (still tickling)
wt: "DADDY!!!T-S-O-P!!!!!"
finally, andrew to the rescue...
ar: "wil, it's S-T-O-P."
that worked.
*****
db: "wil tyler, you need to edit some more photos so we can add them to your blog."
wt: "momma, can i play maze games instead?"
db: "hmmmm, no. you need to work on your blog."
wt: "momma, you see, i want to play maze games so that i can be a detective, so i can know where the space station is, and where the earth is, and the moon."
db: "nope, work on your blog."
wt: "momma, the only way you can be smart is playing those maze games. do you know why i want to go in space? b/c i want to be a detective in space and tell people where the space station is."
db: "you'd be a really good detective. now go work on your blog."
wt: "how 'bout i do this... i work on my blog a little and i do games for a little? how 'bout that?"
db: "well, how 'bout that?? go work on your blog, then you can have 10 minutes to practice your detective skills."
wt: "THANKS MOMMA!"
*****
