mac musings:
mac: mac birthday April. uncle (name) get mac BIG space shuttle.
me: um, no.
mac: yes, museum with uncle (name) and the big and good and flying.
me: you think uncle (name) is going to get you a space shuttle that flies?
mac: smiling - yes?
me: no.
OK, so I can be weird and offputting but I realize had I had some organ excessed (yes, I mean that word,) one of the first thing I'd do once mobile would be to weigh myself to figure out how much that sucker weighed.
I think I'm more my father's daughter than I'd like to admit.
Also? You should get to test drive pain drugs before they give them to you post surgery.
I am really tickled at the way that boy thinks.
Oh, mac. You're too precious. How old will he be in April, msbelle? Chris will be 7.
more:
mac: batman-robin, robin different. teen titan robin hair bigger.
Msbelle! How dare you crush his little heart so?
Thanks guys. Although I'd rather not have been spending my savings this whole time, starting after the black belt test is very sensible, as are good bennies.
Okay. Lie down now.
you know, msbelle, if you provide a forklift I could hook him up with at least a rover and a moon lander.
pssst. Don't tell him if I asked my brother, he could probably find a large toy space shuttle that does fly.
Ooooh, if his fascination continues for a few years, there's got to be a rocket club around there...
edit: Allyson wins!
It's funny. his fascination is really with whatever is in sight.
lions, airplanes, batman, superman, cars, camera, shuttle,....