Monday Minute: What do Babies, Police Officers and Ramen Noodles have in common?
Nothing. Absolutely nothing. But yet here we are on the bus today:
Margaret: Can I pick up Ian?
Me: We’re on the bus, not now.
Margaret: I can hold him under the armpits – I won’t drop him!
Me: Maybe when you’re 5 years old.
Margaret: Okay!
James: Can I hold Ian when I’m 12….
Me: You are 12, in fact, you’re almost 13!
James: Oh, yeah. Can I hold Ian?
Me: Not on the bus, when we get home you can. So, what do you think you’ll do when you’re 13?
James: Hold the baby.
Me: What else?
James: Hold another baby…?
Me: Hmmm, probably not.
Margaret: Yeah because I’m going to hold the new baby.
Me: There is NO new baby.
Margaret: How many sleeps until a baby girl comes?
Me: Close to a million. So what else will you do James?
James: Hmmm, I’ll probably be a cop.
James: When I’m 13.
Me: Did you say a cop? Like police?
James: Yeah.
Me: James, you’ll be in 7th grade.
James: Yeah, that too. Maybe I’ll do more graphing charts.
Me: I was thinking you could learn to use a cell phone.
James: Cool.
Me: And maybe a housekey?
James: Yeah.
Me: Some days you could let yourself into the house with the key and call me on your cell phone when you got home from school.
James: And then you could come downstairs and make me ramen.
Me: …or if I wasn’t home I could talk to you and you could make the ramen.
James: What?! Ramen is too hot for me!
Me: You make it by yourself sometimes.
James: If you aren’t home I’m just eating sardines.
Me: Suit yourself.
James: And marshmallows.
Me: Together?
James: No! That’s gross!
Me: When you’re an adult is that all you’ll eat – sardines and marshmallows?
James: No, I’ll just wait for you to come home and make me that ramen.
Me: I said when you are an adult.
James: Mom, 13 isn’t an adult.
Oh I so miss my daily conversations with James. Thanks for the chuckle.
I think it’s only fair to point out that you all made valid points!!