Sunday, January 29, 2006
Husband and I were honored with the company of our much-beloved niece and nephew tonight. She's 9, he's 3. She's reaching that level of sophistication that everything he says induces eye-rolling in her, and she seems particularly pesky and argumentative with him lately.
We'd eaten at a great burger joint and were heading up the road to Chuck E. Cheese's when the little lad said "We're lost- we can't find Chuck E. Cheese." Thinking he was being silly, we started playing along saying yes, we were lost, probably would end up in Oklahoma or something. I suggested we drop bread crumbs out the window. Darling girl said "then the birds will eat the bread and poop it out." Little lad said "birds don't poop." The girl said "EVERYTHING poops." He said "Bowling balls don't poop."