In our errand-running today, I ended up having some pretty funny conversations with the boys.
Thomas:
(we were talking about building a desk for his room)
T: so I can take the desk with me when I move to A&M to do my research and stuff on it.
Me: sure you can. That's a great idea.
T: then after I'm done with my research at A&M I'm going to move back by you and Dad.
Me: oh really? Are you going to move back into our house?
T: no, but I'm going to get my own house in the same neighborhood.
Me: OK.
T: but if there's no houses in the neighborhood where you and Dad live I'll get my own house in Fairfield because it's really close.
Me: sounds good. Are you going to have a wife with you in this house?
T: no, I'm going to wait like a year then get a wife.
:-)
Timothy:
(he was just shouting out random rhyming words)
T: Life, jife, hife, mife, wife
Me: wife? Do you have a wife?
T: yes.
Me: oh really, well who is your wife?
T: Coach Allison (his college-age gymnastics coach)
Me: oh wow! What's so great about Coach Allison that you decided she was your wife?
T: she can do cool stuff like flips and stuff.
Me: oh, and is she pretty?
T: yep. She has brown eyes and golden hair.
:-)
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