On the way to Pre K this morning Middle Twerp was sitting in the backseat jabberin away. He would break out into song everyonce in awhile over the most random events, "There is a tree with a bear at the top in a Spiderman scarf. Way to go bear. Mmmm huh. Mmmmm huh."
It was almost like being high in an off-Broadway musical. I would guess. Cause I have never been high, nor surprisingly enough, ever in an off-Broadway music either. Yet. (To the musical part, not the high part. Just clarifyin and all.)
Anyhoo, this is the actual conversation to this morning's commute. I know now, more than ever, how much Middle Twerp loves me. In his own way.
As I am blowing my nose...
"Mom, I wish you were a monster so you would have no snot."
"Wow, well thank you Middle Twerp ... I think."
"And if I were an eagle and you were a monster, I would swoop down and sit on your shoulder and pick all the bugs off your fur."
"Ah, thank you sweetheart."
"And then I would go kill a turkey for you so you could eat its blood and guts and all. That's how much I love you!"
"Well, if only I were a monster I would love to eat that turkey."
About 3 minutes of silence follows. Then....
"Hey mom, do we have any arrows?"