Zach:.....BAM BAM BAM... (unintelligible)..BAM.. Shooting gun!
Betsy: Zach! NO! There are no shooting guns in this house.
Zach: Yes, but this shooting gun shoots apples for hungry children.
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Dance Party
My fire station has a special place where you can hang up your coat and take off your boots, and have a dance.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Broccoli
Zach: Mom, how did you make this? Who made this?
Betsy: What?
Zach: Mom, did you make this broccoli?
Betsy (looking at Zach eyeballing his broccoli with a frown....): Do you like it?
Zach: It's hopeless!
Betsy: What?
Zach: Mom, did you make this broccoli?
Betsy (looking at Zach eyeballing his broccoli with a frown....): Do you like it?
Zach: It's hopeless!
Alone together
During a play date with his friend, Andrew:
Zach: What do you want to play?
Andrew: I want alone time. (Sits down on the couch)
Zach: But what do you want to play?
Andrew: I want to be alone.
Zach (sitting down on the couch next to Andrew): How about if we be alone together? Some guys do that.
Zach: What do you want to play?
Andrew: I want alone time. (Sits down on the couch)
Zach: But what do you want to play?
Andrew: I want to be alone.
Zach (sitting down on the couch next to Andrew): How about if we be alone together? Some guys do that.
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