After making the "Monster truck engine roar" sound for about ten solid minutes, I ask Jack, "Honey, doesn't that hurt your throat??". He stops just long enough to say, "Yes, but it's totally worth it!" and races down the hallway...
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Jack: "But I don't LIKE pineapples."
Me: "Honey, you need to eat more fruit. You used to eat tons of fruit."
J: "I eat Fritos! Fritos is Spanish for fruit!"
M: "Nice try, buddy."
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I surprised Jack with a box of chocolate milk when I picked him up from his first day at the new daycare. Later that evening, we had this funny conversation:
Jack: "Mom, that was the best shake I have EVER had! Please bring me one of those kind of shakes every single day!"
Me: "Shake?! Do you mean the chocolate milk I brought you from work?"
J: "Yeah, the "Shake Well."
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After being asleep for quite some time, Jack comes stumbling into the living room with squinty eyes, and is TOTALLY sweaty. He holds up a toy motorcycle, and says to us - dead serious - "Mom. Dad. HOW can I be SO sweaty?! All I have on is this SHORT-sleeve pajama shirt, these SHORT shorts, and the only thing I am holding is this ONE light-weight object!"
Jeff and I cracked up.
What 5-year-old says "light-weight object" ... half-asleep no less... and what's he doing holding a motorcycle in bed anyway?
Man, I LOVE this kid.
1 comment:
Shake Well...too funny.
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