Cooper: "Mama, I don't want the rest of my chicken noodle soup. I don't like it anymore. Only four year-olds like chicken noodle soup."
Me: "Oh, and you're five now, right?"
Cooper: "Yeah."
Me: "So what kind of soup do you like now that you're five?"
Cooper: "Tomato."
Me: "Ok. the next time we go to the store we'll get some tomato soup. You know, Abby likes tomato soup better than chicken noodle, too."
Cooper: "Yeah."
Me: "Hey, Cooper. I'm 31 and I like chicken noodle soup."
Cooper: (after thinking a bit) "How old is Daddy?"
Me: "33"
Cooper: "Wow. He's big."
I love our table conversations...
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2 comments:
Sweet! I love those too. And I love chicken noodle soup too!
ha ha. I love that kid! He is so funny!
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