Things they say

Two men in suits walked into the YMCA lobby where we were having a snack.  Brian whispers, “Mom, are they the president?”

Hiking in the woods, Brian (our self-appointed line leader) tells us we are going to continue for 0.4 miles.  He also tells me his teachers called him a GPS.  Can’t imagine why…

I asked Eli what he wanted for breakfast and he said “cinnamon.”  On applesauce?  In oatmeal?  I asked.  “No, mama, no.  Cinnamon.”  He knows what he wants!

Eli saw a school bus (this is big excitement in our car) and said “Bus!  Bus!”  Brian and I had already seen it, so I told Eli we’d seen it already, that was the bus we were talking about.  Brian said “Yeah Eli, I already saw that bus waaaaaay back in the 1480s.”

Brian told me, “When I get big, I think I’d like to have a job.”  Good, I say, most people do.  What kind of job?  “I’m going to work at the hospital like daddy.  At the same hospital with daddy.”  A doctor, I ask?  “Yes, I’m going to fix broken bones too, we can work together!”