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M: Mommy are you an adol?

Me: Am I a what?

M: Mommy, are you an adol?

C: Yes, because she eats salad. Adults eat salad and she drives the red car.

[we've incorporated an evening salad for the kids with dinner so I think that's where this comes from]

M: Well, I eat salad.

Me: That’s because you’re such a smart girl. My angel-girl.

M: Yes, that’s right. I am smart.  Christian is smart, too. He drives the red car when you no look at him.

[Oh shit.  I'm pretty sure this is just when I'm loading the car in the morning.  Or is it?]

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[After we've read our evening books and said good night prayers]

C: Mommy, I love you bigger than supersaurs.

Me: Wow, thanks. I love you bigger than the sky.

C: Well I love you bigger than the planet earth.

Me: Well I love you bigger than the galaxy.

C: Well I love you bigger than Affinity.

Me: I think you mean infinity.

C: No, I mean the space-car.

F#$king advertising-product-placement-sons-of-bitches.

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C: Mommy are you old?

Me: Yeah, pretty much.

C: How old are you?

Me: I’m 29 [huge lie, but my mom had my brother believing this for years].

C: Wow, that’s old.

Me: Yeah, someday you’ll be that old, too.

C: Yeah, but I will be 6 next, then 7, then 8, then 9, then 10, then…

Me: I get the picture.

[trots off...]

C: When I be old like you, will I be tall?

Me: I sure hope so.

C: When I be tall, I will go like this [does karaté moves for me], and I will smash the bad guys.

Me: Where did you see that?

[We both walk into the living room.]

C: points to TV, Midnight Oil’s “Beds are Burning” is playing on the Classic Alternative station on cable (no video, just music) and this is his latest dance move.

Me: Oh.

[I guess its better than the white-man overbite. Seriously thinking of buying "Just Dance" for the Wii.]

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