Conversations with Little C, Part 1825

Little C on livestock (en route to preschool this morning): Dad, I like cows better than horses because cows can make milk come out of their bottoms.
Fatherhood, the second time around.
Little C on livestock (en route to preschool this morning): Dad, I like cows better than horses because cows can make milk come out of their bottoms.
C: Daddy, get down! ME: What? C: GET DOWN! ME: You mean get down from my chair, or get down and get funky? [ thoughtful pause ] C: Get down and get funky, daddy.
From time to time when he was younger, and occasionally still now, E has struggled with the concept of personal space – you couldn’t violate his, but he could get all over anyone else. So […]
We’re big fans of Fiona the Hippo, the adorable superstar of the Cincinnati Zoo, at my house. Little C knows her as “the baby hippo”; E just likes to watch watermelons tossed into the hippo […]
Little C is learning to recognize letters – he’s on the verge of reading! As we pull up in the store parking lot: C: “W…A…L…M…A…R…T…fingernails!” ME: “What? Fingernails!?” C: “They’re fingernails, daddy.” He’s pointing to […]
At breakfast. C: [farts loudly] C: What was THAT? ME: Uh…that was you, buddy. C: No daddy! That was YOU! ME: He who smelt it, dealt it. C: No daddy!
…in which a typical conversation after dropping big brother off at school takes an unexpected turn.