Adam and Drew were spending a quiet evening with my mom one
night. Just the three of them. She was reading while they were jumping on the
trampoline not far from her. Adam needed a drink and told my mom about it. She
in turn asks him what the magic word was and he answered her. “Abracadabra?”
And she was expecting it to be ‘please’. Silly woman.
When the twins were born Alexander had just turned five. He
has always had a big vocabulary and understands the words he uses. He mainly
was around adults and his father and I have a habit of throwing around fifty
dollar words anyway. After a particularly hard night of our boys being awake
all night and mom being dead on her feet and miserable Alexander shakes his
little head and says to me “Our babies are nocturnal.” A truer statement was
never uttered in the history of the world.
We were driving to Alex’s all-band concert the other evening
when we passed a cemetery. Adam just shook his little head and said "Wow, that
sure is a whole lot of dead people." It made it sound as if there was just
heaping piles of dead people lying out in the open with no regard for order.
Sometimes he is incredibly literal.
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