You Don’t Say

A while back, while I was driving with the boys in the back seat, I noticed a single shoe lying by the side of the road.  I remarked on it, and wondered aloud how it got there.  I hypothesized that maybe someone in a car took off their shoe to swat a bug and then accidentally dropped it out the window.  Jimmy thought for a moment, then announced, “When I grow up I’m going to be a shoe thrower.  I’m going to drive, drive, drive to somebody’s house.  If they not want their shoes, I’m going to drive, drive, drive and throw them out the window.” 

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Jimmy: “When I grow up, I’m going to be a bobcat walker.”

(I guess that’s better than a shoe thrower?)

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Jimmy, to me, while I paused during our walk outside: “What are you doing?”

Me: “I’m trying to figure out what animal is making that noise in the bush there.”

Jimmy: “Maybe a giraffe?”

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Jimmy: “If I see a spider, I will say, ‘Hi!’  If I see a beetle, I will say ‘Hi!’  If I see a stink bug, I won’t say ‘Hi’ ‘cause stink bugs pee and poop.”

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Jimmy: “Mommy, come quick!  There’s something with 8 legs!”

Me: “Oh!  Is it a spider?”

Jimmy: “No.  It has a bum.”

(It was a spider). 

1 comment to You Don’t Say

  • last one almost had me spewing my coffee while I laughed! 😉

    You do so well at recording these conversations/lines and moments… love it!

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