Jack: Mommy, can I carry Audrey into the house? (from the car)
Mommy: No, maybe when you get bigger. You might drop her because she's very heavy.
Jack: God doesn't like that.
Mommy: What does God not like?
Jack: He doesn't like you to say no to me.
The next day....
Jack: Can I pick this up? (an open bag of candy corn)
Mommy: No, I will get it.
Jack: But I want to! (He picks it up).
Mommy: Jack, please don't pick that up. You might spill it.
Jack: God doesn't like you to say no to me. Daddy doesn't like it either.
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Jack: Mommy, what's this? (He picked up a little piece of yellow plastic on the ground.)
Mommy: It's just a piece of plastic.
Jack: Oh, I thought it was a hermit crab.
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Jack: Mommy, when are we going to Heaven?
Mommy: Well most of us go to Heaven when we get really old.
Jack: Are we old?
Mommy: No, we aren't old yet.
Jack: Who's going to live in our house once we go to Heaven?
1 comment:
love these! I just cherish this age, so much! so fun!
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