On our walk on Main St. yesterday:
Charley: What's a girl with no head called?
me: (very disturbed) Ummmmm, I don't know...
5 minutes later...
Charley: Mom! What's a girl with no head called?
me: ...(thinking I'm raising a serial killer and maybe if I don't answer him he will stop being a weirdo)
1 minute after that...
Charley: (very frustratedly points to a shop window) MOM! WHAT ARE THOSE GIRLS WITH CLOTHES AND NO HEADS CALLED !?!?
me: OH! Oh, those are called mannequins. (phew!)
Doing watercolors with the boys while it was raining today:
Miles is trying to paint his hands and arms.
me: No, you paint on the paper Miles. And when you want a new color you rinse your brush off in the water like this...
Miles picks up the cup of dirty brown paint water
Miles: I drink this.
me: NO! No Miles, that is dirty water. Gross!
Miles: I drink this.
me: NO! NO! Disgusting! I'll get you a glass of clean water to drink okay?
( I turn around to get a sippy cup out of the cupboard and when i turn back around I see Miles trying to sneak a sip of the nasty paint water...)