My four year old son is always making us laugh. Here is a conversation we had in February. He just finished a bad coughing spell and this is what he told me.
Marshall: “Mom, I need a new froat. Cuz if I don’t get one then I will just go: (open and close mouth without making noise) er I will frow up and that’s not fun is it Mom?”
Me: Do you like throwing up?
ME: Why not?
Marshall: Cuz it’s just gross.
Me: Why would you need a new throat?
Marshall: Cuz if I don’t it will just make me not talk.
Me: What about coughing?
Marshall: It just makes me cough all the time and whenever I take a bite it will make me say I’m full and it says don’t play never ever play Toontown but I want to play Toontown all the day.
Me: Let’s go for our short walk to look for flowers that might be starting to come up.
Marshall: Let’s water plants.
Me: No honey. It just snowed. We don’t need to water them.
Marshall: PLEASE! (His other obessesion besides Toontown is WATER!! Oh…so obsessed)
ME: But the snow melted!
Marshall: I don’t toot as much now.
Marshall: (shakes head no) I don’t. Because I did a trillion poops one day.
Me: (laughing) Oh my boy, oh boy oh boy.
Marshall: It is n o g y w (That is what he said).
Me: What is?
Marshall: That I did a trillion poops one day.
Me: What’s your favorite number?
Marshall: a hundred and sixty
Me: Really, I didn’t know that. I thought you said it was a billion.
Marshall: Actually it is a million, I mean a trillion. Isn’t that so million? Isn’t that so far? Mom, does sixty eighty, does ninety come after a billion?
Me: It comes after a lot like 95 or 195, 1095
Marshall: It goes 93, 94, 95, 96, 90 twenty, 91, 92, 94, 94, 95, 96, 97, 98, 99, 90 ten, 90 eleven, 90 twelve, 90 eighty, 90 sixty, 90 eighty a billion!
I learn so much from this boy!