Tonight was bath night for the kids. I was reading the newspaper and half listening to Drew play in the tub. He had the last sliver of a bar of soap and was busily turning it into a mushy blob. He chattered away, and I occasionally said, "Mmm-hmm" and "I see..."
"But, Mom, would the police get me?" I tuned in when I heard that. He does get crazy ideas and I thought I might need to nip one in the bud. "If you do what?" I asked.
"If I don't marry a woman when I grow up; I don't ever want to get married." And then we had one of those random conversations that leave me scratching my head and asking "Huh?"
"No, the police wouldn't get you. There's no law that says you have to get married. Do you want to live alone?"
"No, I don't want to be that old man. [I'm guessing the old man in a book we read today, who let the rain wash his dishes.] But I should live alone because I want to get a poisonous snake." Long pause...Then, "Oh, well, maybe I'll get a garden snake instead. For you."
"Wait...where did you say you are going to live when you grow up?"
"I'll just have a garden snake, so I can live with you." [I said once that I would never allow a poisonous snake in my house.] Big sigh. "It's too bad you're already taken."
"Already taken? What do you mean?"
"Oh, Daddy already took you. So I can't marry you. I'll just live with you and Daddy."
Lord, have mercy...
:-)
ReplyDeleteTonight when I was pushing Zach (almost 4) on the swing he was yelling, "God (well, actually...Dod) can you hear me?" (repeatedly and quite loudly). Considering the loudness of his voice I have no doubt the whole neighborhood heard him. I told him that God could hear him and he said "you hear God through the Bible." Wow! I guess they listen sometimes after all. :-)
I'm catching up on your blog (in reverse chronological order, which will be obvious from my comments) and reading snippets to Nich. We sure do enjoy the anecdotes about your kids!
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