This weekend we spent some time relaxing and staying away from the heat outside. It was so hot that my daughter said that the sidewalk might melt her feet. Her sister was dubious, melt, really? The reply, "My feet are a little bit sensitive to boiling hot lava." Yeah, that's hot.
Then we saw some tumbleweeds blowing away. My son informed us that they were not tumbleweeds, they are in fact cuddle weeds. Hmm, I don't think I would like to cuddle with those, they have stickers. "But, Mom, they
look cuddly." I sit corrected.
Things could be worse, at least I have my health. "When you lose your health where does it go? Can you give it to someone else who needs it more?" "I think it goes to your kids, that's why you get so tired right before you have a baby." Yep, there might be something there.
"I have a good imagination, it's just not quite as out there as my sister's." Can't add to that.
"If she wasn't such a drama queen, we could actually see the real world, I mean,
really, I'm not sure I can stand to live with her and her drama. It's just overwhelming me." Right, the person I feel for is their brother, good thing he got another boy to help with this.
"I can't do it, my back hurts, I'm thirsty and I'm tired." Pause while brother stares at her, his reply came with a huge sigh. "Yeah, you don't have to like it, you just have to do it. I'm hydrated too, I need two more drops of water, but I'm still doing it."
"Why is your brother's room so clean, and yours is a mess?" Eye roll, followed by huge sigh and shrug. "It's not my fault he can't imagine enough to play with more than one toy at a time."
"A grown up elephant is called a cow." "Well, just the girls, the boys are called bulls." "That's dumb, why would the girls and boys be called different things, they are all elephants?" "Otherwise they would get confused."
"If an elephant wore sunglasses would the other elephants still recognize it?" Where does she get this stuff?
"Why don't lions need to wear glasses to see?" "If they had glasses I bet the zebra stripes wouldn't work as camouflage." Then there's that.
My favorite from the weekend came when my son and I were watching beach volleyball. "Mom, the Americans won! I was cheering for the Americans, were you cheering for the Americans?" "I was, why were you cheering for them?" "Because they are from our country, we probably know them!" He was so excited I couldn't tell him we would likely never even be in the same town.