I used to carry a small notebook in my purse to write down the funny things my boys said.
Recently, I found the notebook in the kitchen catch-all drawer. Here are a few kid nuggets from the notebook:
Do you know how many Obi Kenobis there are? Obi One Kenobi, Obi Two Kenobi, Obi Three Kenobi...as many as you can count.
A bun is just a naked sandwich.
I come in peace...actually I don't.
A few nights ago, my husband had brought in the large leather firewood tote filled with logs for building a fire. Our cat, Max, immediately began sniffing the wood, crawling in and around the bag, and stalking the scents of creatures that were left on the wood. Once some of the logs were taken from the bag, Max crawled in and out repeatedly with the focused look of a cat on the prowl. To my "Silly cat, get out of the wood tote," my youngest said,
Max thinks the wood tote is a portal to the outsideness.
I never thought of it that way. At least not since I was seven.