I. In the car on the way there:
Henry: "Mom, is it October, or Octover?"
Mom: "October."
Henry, giggling,"Mom, did you say Octover? It sounded like Octover."
Mom: "October . . . buh, buh, buh, October."
Henry: "Huh."
A few minutes later.
Henry: "Mom, I really think Octover is easier to say."
II. In the car on the way home:
Jackie: "Mom, I really would like a puppy for Christmas. I also want an iPhone."
In a chorus of voices, the kids all answer:
"You can't have an iPhone, Jackie." They know we're not into buying a lot of electronics for our kids.
Jackie: "How about an iPad?"
Collective groan.
Henry: "I want an iPhone and an iPad too."
Morgan: "Stop asking for things you can't have."
Jackie: "Can I at least have a puppy?"
Henry: "Yeah, and I really want a flying squirrel for Christmas."
"Huh?" Little does he know he really could have caught one in our attic last year.
Henry: "Or a sugar glider." Which is some kind of flying marsupial (think opossum family).
Sugar Glider
Morgan informs me they all know about sugar gliders from PBS Wild Kratts. I'm trying to remember how we handled the Christmas pet request in the past. . . . Fur Reals, Sea Monkeys, more Fur Reals.
