An Inquiring Mind, Part Two

This boy does love to talk and to talk non stop and every time he opens his mouth at least one question tumbles out into the atmosphere.  Hanging there waiting for an answer . . . like I should know.  I do try, but sometimes, well sometimes there isn't an answer that doesn't involve a masters degree in divinity or science or at something or other.  Sometimes I wonder though if even that would help.

Just thought I would share.

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"Mom, what if we have a bomb in our backyard?"

"I suppose it would leave a big hole, why are you worrying about bombs."

"Well, if der was a bomb, would I still get to play outside?"


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"Mom, what would happen if aliens had no arms?"


"What do you think would happen?"

"I suppose they wouldn't be able to grab me."


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"How can alien space ships get to earth?"

"Rocket boosters"

"What if they didn't have any?"

"Then they couldn't get here."

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"What if wheels had spikes?"

"Well, I suppose it would make it harder to drive, it would be kinda like having a goat head sticker in your shoe."

"Oh, dat would be not good."


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"Mama, why does everybody poop?"

"Um, because they need to."

"What doesn't poop?"

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"How do ghosts defend themselves?"

"By trying to scare you away."

"Well, I would just yell BOO to der face!"

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"Mama, how do clouds stick together?"

"They hold hands."

"But I can't see dem holding hands."

"That's because their hands are in their pockets."

"Oh."

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"How do clouds move?"

"The wind blows them."

"But I can't see it."

"Nope."

"But why can't I see the wind?"

"Nobody can, but we can see the effects of the wind."

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"How did God make the cups and plates?"

"He didn't."

"But what about the wife?"

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"How much breath does God have?"

"Lots."

"How much breath do we have?"

"Enough to keep us alive."

"What happens if we get older?"


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"I miss myself."

"How can you miss yourself?"

"Because I'm not having a happy face, but sad!"

I had a dream ...

that Charming's Mama posted a new blog. Then I woke up to see HT staring at me willing me awake. It was a chilly morning and he wanted 2 things. To be under the covers where it was warm and my nook so he could play Angry Birds Space.

Since the dream was so vivid I decided I'd post again. I'll apologize in advance that I'm not as eloquent as she is.

HT and I had gone to run a couple of errands and on our way home I guess I was a little bit vocal about someone who was on their phone and not paying attention to their driving. As we passed them HT shook his fist at their car and yelled ARGH!

EM came up to me with tears streaming down his face saying that "Mama said no again". When I asked what it was he wanted he just repeated that Mama said no. Given the evidence on his face I suspect it was no to another cookie but I could be mistaken.

I tried a new recipe over the weekend, a variation of Mongolian Beef made in the crock pot, and HT told me that his taste buds were telling him that it was a little salty. He ate it all, but he was right slow cooking the soy makes it a bit salty, I'll have to tweak the recipe a bit.

I had some friends over for a poker night and EM melted hearts when he shyly asked one of the ladies to pick him up and he cuddled right in.

~Aunt Susan

The picture really has nothing to do with the post, it's just one of my very favorite images of the boys. It is so much what love is.