Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Out Of Left Field

Not sure what it is with Thing One, but the second his butt hits a chair for a meal, the questions start.  His brain doesn't seem to be able to stop moving...he replaces whatever stimulation it was getting pre-eating with deep thoughts, fifth-grade style.

For example, at dinner tonight; both within a 60-second period and completely unrelated to any other conversation going on at the table:

"Is it possible to create water?"

"Are cactuses flammable?"

Never a dull moment at our dinner table!

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