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5 year old responded, "That balloon freaks me out. I mean, how do you get down?"
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6:30 a.m. The house was quiet. My 3 year old and I were quietly eating chocolate chip cookies before the rest of the family could catch us and call foul. Suddenly, I heard a voice call out from my 5 year old's bedroom, "Mom, you really need to get me a dog."
Uh, hmmm. Request noted, and filed. Now hide those cookie crumbs, witnesses are awake.
A few minutes later both 5 and 3 year old were sitting at the kitchen island drinking milk when my 3 year old looked at me and said, "I only have a small balloon swimming pool up over MY house."
5 year old responded, "That balloon freaks me out. I mean, how do you get down?"
I'm just glad I knew what they were talking about.
Thank you Dr Seuss for the morning smile.
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2 comments:
Funny how we train our minds to follow what doesn't. Dr. Seuss rocks. I'm partial to Horton.
Balloon swimming pools freak me out too. Dr. Seuss was a genius. I wish I could be more like him. Heck, I wish everyone could be like him!
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