Saturday, September 8, 2007

How Conversations Go Around Here

Baxter (from the back seat): "Mommy, does Superman have all the super-powers?"

Me: "No, honey, none of the Superheroes can have all the super-powers."

Baxter: "No, Mommy...SUPERMAN, I'm talking about."

[Oh, well then, I guess I gave the wrong answer. Again.]


Lyle: "Mommy, why did the rubber chicken cross the road?"

Me: "Hmmm, I don't know..."

Lyle: "To get to the apple pie!"


Baxter: "I want to wear my cape with the "B" on it for Halloween. Then I can be Earth Boy and use all my new super powers!"

Me: "Oooh, that sounds great! And Lyle, you said you want to be a pumpkin, right?"

Lyle: "Noooo...I want to be a baby instead."

[Insert visual of Lyle in a big onesie with a pacifier in his mouth, carrying a bottle, and saying (as he did for me tonight) "Trick or treat, pell my feet, give me somefin' good to eat!"]


Shan said...

Don't you love it when they ask you a question for which they already have the proper answer (according to them) in mind? This must be a universal kid-ism. Julia does this ALL THE TIME. ("NO, Mama....")

kristen said...

I have to admit, there are times I find myself answering in a sort of vague, um-hm kind of way because I have no idea what he WANTS me to say. And, yes, there are times when I am just too tired to figure any of it out, so I say "um-hm, whatever you say, honey." Works about 30% of the time!

Christopher Tassava said...

I'm very impressed by Lyle's comedic skills - that's a good joke. Julia's annoying utterances of the moment around here are twofold:
1. If she wants to do something, especially something that she suspects won't be allowed (say, wear pajamas all day, or take more books off the shelf without putting any back first), she whines, "But MAMA always lets me do that!" Uh, no, kid. I've known your Mama for a long time, and I know that she doesn't let you run along the curb, rather than on the sidewalk.

2. She sometimes takes an alternate line of attack in these situations: "I want to eat snack upstairs; I agree that you will let me eat snack upstairs." Nice try, kid: "A" for effort, "F" for logic.

Julie said...

Wait, Lyle actually changed the chicken joke?