As my boys get older we have the strangest conversations. While driving home the other night Mr. Golden Curls and I had this conversation:
Mr. GC: "Mamma, I made something up, it's Mr. Spooky Brains."
Me: "Ohh, that sounds pretty spooky."
Mr. GC: "Mr. Spooky Brains has a brain for an eye. Here he comes, run away!"
Everyone: "Ahhhhhh, Mr. Spooky Brains!!!!!"
Mr. GC: "Mr. Spooky Brains has an eyeball for a car."
Everyone: "Ahhhhhh, Mr. Spooky Brains!!!!!"
Mr. GC: "Mr. Spooky Brains' eyeball car talks."
Everyone: "Ahhhhhh, Mr. Spooky Brains!!!!!"
Mr. GC: "Mr. Spooky Brains is nice, here he comes. Hi Mr. Spooky Brains!"
Me: "Hello Mr. Spooky Brains."
Don't you love the way their minds work? And don't you love how much of a dork you become?
ReplyDeleteThis post might lead to some nightmares for me tonight - I don't care if Mr. Spooky Brains is nice, he's giving me the creeps.
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