Heading home the other night we stopped at a red light and our 3 year old pipes up from the back seat:
“Is that our lollipop getting place?”
My wife and I looked over to see a bank drive though lit up and we just started laughing.
As far as he is concerned, a bank is nothing more than a place where a tube sends you free lollipops. 🙂
My second born, the three-year old, is a walking soundbite. Sometimes I have a difficult time remembering all the crazy things he’s said throughout the day to repeat them later. He’s also so animated and has such great delivery that sometimes simply repeating his word doesn’t do the situation justice. Last night at dinner he provided two particularly memorable moments. Continue reading Kid Speak: Junk Food