Friday, November 19, 2010

The Conversation Between Me and My Four Year Old Son On The Way Home From A Birthday Party Last Night

Me: Did you have fun at the party?

E: Yes. When are we going to go to the North Pole?

Me: Well, we can't go to the North Pole. Santa's getting ready for Christmas, and we would distract him.

E: We can help!

Me: Oh no, only elves can help Santa.

E: We can be elves!

Me: That would be cool, but God created us to be people, not elves.

E: He made people to be people and elves to be elves?

Me: Yep.

E: And puppies to be puppies and babies to be babies?

Me: Yep.

E: What about buildings?

Me: Well, God gave people the abilities to make buildings.

E: Which ones did you make?

Me: Er, none of them. I haven't made any buildings. Some people make buildings, not all people.

E: Who made Chuck E. Cheese's building?

Me: I don't know.

E: I want to build a building.

Me: Well, when you are a grown up you can.

E: Okay. When are we going to go bowling?

Me: I don't know--maybe sometime soon. That would be fun.

E: But it might be too loud.

Me: Nah, it's not too bad.

E: Okay. But I want to go to the moon.

Me: Do you now?

E: Except aliens might eat me.

Me: What makes you think aliens eat people?

E: Because before I was born when I lived in heaven I saw an alien hide in a bag and grab a person that we don't know and eat them.

Me: Oh my goodness.

E: So I don't want an alien to eat me.

Me: I certainly understand that.

E: Mom?

Me: Yes?

E: Can we not talk any more until we get home?

Me: That will be just fine, son. Just fine.


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Amanda said...

LOL!!! That's great!

Aidan and Zachary said...

I love four year olds, especially yours!

Julianna said... may just have a budding evil genius on your hands.

Melanie said...

That's awesome! probably inspired by some crazy dream he had.

Sarah said...

This is hysterical. And you are so smart to capture it. That boy...