What's this stuff?!
Later, the report to mom will be, "Daddy let me eat little tiny ice balls while you were gone!" With, interestingly, no mention of how this was done sans pants.
The weather has been crazy here in the past couple of weeks. One day we are in the 70's and the next, hail, rain, or wind wind wind. Although usually even the nice days are accompanied by wind (quite delightful when you live next to a vast field of dirt).
Perhaps this is the reason that Benson has become sort of obsessed with tornadoes. He draws pictures of them and knows all about them: they come from the sky, they spin really really fast, and they can suck you up and kill you. When I asked him where he learned this stuff from he said, "I don't know. I just kind of figured it out, I guess." And then he added, "But mom, you know what's even more dangerous than tornadoes? Black holes." This he learned from cousin Spencer (along with the fact that we are made up of meat.)
And you know what Banksy likes to do and say lately? "Dang it!" while smacking himself in the face. These kids are like sponges. Which reminds me of an online class i took once that spoke of children having internal chalkboards, and everything you say and do is written on them for good. yikes.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Posted by Carrie at 12:12 PM