So he says they are questions, sometimes they are, sometimes they are statements, just something he needs to tell me.
The following conversation took place this evening as I tucked Tye into bed.
MOM, I HAVE 3 QUESTIONS FOR YOU. FIRST, CAN WE GO TO A BIKE RACE TOMORROW?
Well, I'm not sure about going to a race, but we can pretend to have a race with your bike.
I'M GOING TO RIDE A BULL SOMEDAY.
Yes, I know, maybe someday (I hope not).
UMMM. I CAN'T REMEMBER WHAT ELSE I WAS GOING TO SAY.
So I kissed him goodnight again and headed out. A minute or so later I could hear him.
MOM, MOM, I MEMBER MY OTHER QUESTION!
I go back in. What is it?
WHY DID THE CHICKEN CROSS THE PLAYGROUND?
(HA!) I don't know, why DID the chicken cross the playground?
TO GET TO THE OTHER SLIDE. HA! SLIDE, GET IT?
Needless to say, my children can always make me smile.
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