The Mustang

While driving home from track practice, James told me, "When I grow up, I'm going to drive a Mustang.  They are so cool. They have a lot more buttons and technology in them than our van."  I asked him, "When did you see the inside of a Mustang?" and he reminded me of the time he got a ride home with his friend in his dad's Mustang.   I said, "That must've been fun to ride in such a cool car."  James replied, "Yes.  Do you know what I like best about them?"  "What?", I asked.  He said, "I like that they're cramped".  Finding that answer quite funny, I began to laugh and he became very serious.  "What? Why are you laughing?", he asked, "It's true.  They're kind of...um...I don't know how to explain it.  They're cramped."  Unable to contain my laughter, James began to further defend his statement by saying, "This van has too much space in it.  I'm like a fish.  I like things cramped."  He wants a freewheeling life in the style of a Siamese fighting fish.  (5/24/12)

The Ho-mophone

While in the doctor's office waiting room, James and I passed the time discussing lots of different subjects.   In the middle of one of our conversations, he said, "Mom, did you know that the word 'ho(e)' has two different meanings?"  I swallowed hard, and asked, "Oh, really?"  He said, "Yes.  It can be a farmer's tool or it can also be Santa's laugh."  (5/16/12)

The Stupid Question

As Danny walked out of school, he greeted me with, "Can I ask you a question?" I said, "Sure. What's is it?" He hesitated and said, "Oh just forget it. It's a stupid question."  Doling out my words of wisdom, I said, "There are no stupid questions." He replied, "Sure there are.  There are lots of stupid questions!  What if I asked you if one butt cheek was bigger than the other?".  I stood corrected. (4/2/12)

Volleyball

Katie and I were playing "catch" outside when she began to bump the ball with her fists.  She said, "Look, mom, it's just like volleyball!"  "How do you know how to play volleyball?", I asked.   She replied, "I just know.  Do you want to play?"  I said, "Well, we need a net to play volleyball."  With a confused look, she asked, " Who's Annette?" (3/22/12)