Thursday, May 14, 2009

Little funnies

When I pick Isaiah up from latch key, he frequently has a lot to say on the drive home. Unfortunately, my "tape recorder" mind loses some of the finer details by the time I get home and get a chance to blog about his comments. It's really too bad that you all can't hear what I hear in the car. You'd be really laughing and looking forward to more car rides.

Last night was no exception. As we got into the car, Isaiah asked how old Alexander is (that's his cousin). I said he was almost two (he wouldn't understand 20 months). So, he proceeds to tell me that since Maisey is already two, she must be a kid now. She's a dog... I tried to explain to him that she would never be a kid because God made her a dog.

Isaiah: God made me a baby boy.
Me: Yes, He did.
Isaiah: I was in my mommy's tummy.
Me: Yes, you were.
Isaiah: You are my mommy's mommy and she was in your tummy. Were you in your mommy's tummy? Did you have a dad? What's his name? Where does he live?
Me (doing some fast thinking): Yes, I was in my mommy's tummy and yes, I have a dad. He's gone to live with Jesus (only way to explain death to someone like Isaiah). His name was Bill.
Isaiah: Bill is a nice name. What's your mom's name?
Me: Gigi's name is Pat.
Isaiah: I like Pat. Pat. Pat... that's a nice name. When I grow up, I'm going to be a kid. I was just a baby when I was in my mommy's tummy.
Me: That's right. God makes human babies and when they grow up, they are human kids; God makes baby dogs and other animals and when they grow up, they are still an animal.
Isaiah: I'm going to sleep in my mommy's tummy again.
Me: No, you won't fit. You're already too big.
Isaiah (laughing): Oh, that's right. Silly grandma. I'm too big to sleep in mommy's tummy.

Glad we got that settled.

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