Yesterday, while I was at the office, the wife and children went to my parents' house for a little Hanukkah party with their cousin. I'm told it was all very sweet. When I got home, the Girl Child undertook to explain one of the presents to me. It was a fire truck made from fabric and it opened up. Inside was a fire chief doll, a dalmatian doll, and a stuffed fire hydrant. The Girl Child removed each object, showed it to me, and explained as follows:
Ok, Pappa, this is the Fire Chief. This is the Fire House Dog. And this [referring to the hydrant], is the thing that the Fire House Dog pees on.
No way to argue with that. Absolutely correct explanations.
Posted by Random Penseur at December 12, 2004 10:27 AMWhat a wit! I bet bubby? (that's my mom's appellation) didn't quite expect that remark.
Posted by: Rachel Ann at December 12, 2004 10:52 AMYou know, I KNOW you've heard this about a zillion times but -- you have your hands full with that GC. It's going to take every bit of your lawyerin' skills to best the likes of that quick mind.
She sounds positively delightful.
Posted by: Margi at December 12, 2004 04:15 PMNow that's just hilarious. The thing I find most fascinating is that the kids have NO idea how funny that stuff is. To them, it's the ultimate truth and they're just telling you what they know.
Posted by: Howard at December 13, 2004 03:31 PMI'm glad you all enjoyed that. I practically choked my laughter back with that one. Didn't see it coming at all. And she was perfectly serious.
Posted by: RP at December 13, 2004 06:03 PM