Yesterday while cleaning off the topmost shelves in the 14 yr old Boy's room:
Mama: What's with all these dishes hiding up on this shelf?
Boy: I'll get them.
Mama: Yeah, that's what you said last month when we did this then. What's with the tiny black rocks in this orange cup?
Boy: Noooooooo, not THAT one!! That one has my fake caviar in it!
Mama: Fake Caviar?! What IS it?
Boy: I told you, it's my fake caviar, for when I need to pretend I have caviar.
Mama: You don't even LIKE caviar! What is it in real life?
Boy: Those are pieces of new asphalt road I got at a construction site. PLEASE don't throw them away, please, Mama. I NEED those!!
Mama: But Boy, they don't even look like caviar.
Boy: Yes, they do, if you imagine that they do. When you get them wet, they look just like caviar.
Mama: Sighing, Well, at least put them in a plastic baggie, so I can have my cup back.
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2 comments:
Giggle ~ that child has always been a genius!
Great writing m'dear. I could feel myself right there with the two of you and hear the perfect inflections in each of your voices.
Great sharing!
Happy Thursday,
P
PS. One of my first thoughts as I began readying was, so when did the boy start liking caviar? The I giggled when I read on ~ too funny!
I thought you would like this one! Yes, he is a treasure, isn't he. You are one of the people who really help me to remember that about him.
LB
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