Conversation 1.
Situation: Mommy and I were coming into the house after playing outside. I closed the screen door so she couldn't come in. This is the converstation we had. Mommy was outside; I was inside.
Mommy: Can I come inside?
Me: No.
Mommy: You will have to make yourself dinner. What will you make?
Me: Cake.
Mommy: Cake?! That isn't very nutritious. What else will you have?
Me: Pasta.
Mommy: Please be careful and don't burn yourself on the stove and oven while you are making cake and pasta. Who will say your prayers with you at bedtime?
Me: (Shrug)
Mommy: How will you get into your crib to sleep?
Me: Climb.
Conversation 2.
Situation: During prayer before eating dinner. (I finally let Mommy come inside to make chicken, and she caved and made pasta, too, but not cake.)
Mommy: ... We pray for Daddy's safety and that he is getting good training.
Me: Choo choo!
Mommy: No, not a choo choo train. Training.
Me: (Confused look.)
This conversation happens frequently, since this is a frequent prayer, so don't be surprised if you come home, Daddy, and I think you've been on a train for a month!
1 comment:
Evan,
I used to looove those very same conversations I had with your Dad and Uncle Keith. They are so precious.
Love, Oma
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