As we headed off to the pool early this morning to beat the triple digit heat, this conversation cracked me up:
Lil'Bro: Mommy, what do you think that stop sign's name is?
Me: Hmm. I'm not sure. What do you think?
Lil'Bro: His name is Stoppy.
Me: Cool. [continues to drive]
Lil'Bro: And that fire hydrant's name is...
Pokemon Boy: Hydranty?
Lil'Bro: No. Fiery. And that light pole's name is...Lighty. And that fire hydrant is...Bob.
Alrighty then.
6 comments:
I think that makes perfect sense. Bob really is the only name be-fitting a fire hydrant.
Just plain awesomeness.
bob...
Sounds a bit like the conversations around here!
Cheers
It's missing those kinds of conversations that make me sad when my kids learn to drive...
I don't know, Barrie. My youngest is almost 18 and she and I still have conversations like that. But then, we're dorks. ;0)
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