Owen: Mama, I’m sorry. I have to go.
Me: Why, where are you going?
Owen: The clone trooper work.
Me: Okay. I’ll miss you.
Owen: I’m sad. I’ll miss you in my heart. But then I’ll come home and I’ll be happy!
Owen had a bunch of sticks and water in a bucket.
Me: What kind of soup are you making?
Owen: IT’S NOT SOUP! IT’S POTION!
Me: Okay, what kind of potion are you making?
Owen: Uh…stick. Stick potion.
Owen: When I was at the hospital for a week for six minutes…
Owen has been randomly mentioning Facebook.
Me, to Tom: I have no idea how he knows about Facebook—I don’t talk about it.
Tom: Owen, what’s Facebook?
Owen: I think I see pictures or something.
Tonight we read “There was an Old Lady Who Swallowed a Fly.”
Me: There was an old lady who swallowed a horse. She died, of course.
Owen: Why did she die?
Me: You can’t eat a horse.
Owen: No, you have to eat healthy things!
Driving by Dunkin Donuts:
Owen: And that’s Dunkin Donuts.
Me: How do you know Dunkin Donuts?
Owen: They have chocolate balls and vanilla balls. Braxton’s mom brings them.
(Yes, she does bring them to our mommy play group get-togethers…but it’s literally been eight months since it’s happened.)
We were all in the car and Tom and the kids were picking me up after their trip to Lowe’s. Tom said they bought Katie a toy.
Tom: Katie, show mama your toy.
Katie: babble babble
Me: Katie can I see your toy?
Katie: babble babble
Owen: Whining.SHE DOESN’T CARE!