"You know Mom. This woulda been much better if you hadn't forgotten that thing [referencing the ramada reservation, which we had to drive back to the house and get fifteen minutes to party-time]." My response, Yeah I know. His, "Oh well. Great job Mom even if you can't remember anything ever."
"All my friends are so great." First thing Turner says when we pack everything back into the car and are pulling away. (Then Andy starts honking horn because I'd left a gallon of tea on the trunk of the car.)
"It is juice [in reference to a chewy piece of dried fruit kids get at Trader Joe's]. Mmmmmm. Don't worry. This will all hydrogenate me Mom." I had said hours earlier he should drink water to hydrate since our allergies are kickin' so high.
"Wow. I guess I needed some refreshment." This is at dinner. He sits down to a tall glass of milk. He downs it in a moment. Then turns to his brussel sprouts and pizza. "Ahhh What are these?" I cut them up for you. "What do they taste like?" Inside is crunchy Outside is less so. Kinda like broccoli without the stem. "Oh." He eats two bites. Then he starts pulling at it, eating it layer by layer. "Yeah. I've not had these before. Well maybe I have." another moment of two. "I like these. And, I liked them before didn't I?" Yes. You did (I just didn't call them brussel sprouts either time). "So what are they?" They are broccoli without a stem. Special broccoli. "Ah." So, Jack, you can continue to hate brussel sprouts but these special broccoli things are good for growing boys. :)
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CiCi can't wait to see the pictures!
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