~Sneaky Conversations~

Courtesy of Facebook Memories from September 15, 2011
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After sneaking up on me this morning to scare me...

Eamon:  "I'm quiet like a ninja! But only when I just wear underwear. My shorts make too much noise." 

~Blu Conversations~

Courtesy of Facebook Memories from Sept. 14, 2011
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~Tonight's Eamon conversation ~ 

Eamon: (after seeing an ad for a new straight-to-blu-ray Lego Star Wars movie, marketed directly to the kids of course) "We should buy this!"

Me: "We don't have a blu-ray player."

Eamon: "Well, you can buy that too!"

Me: *getting exasperated* "We don't have the money for a blu-ray player!"

Eamon: *rolls eyes* "Fine, I'll buy one! Um, mommy, do I have enough money for one?"

~Bedtime Conversations~

Courtesy of Facebook Memories from August 20, 2011
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Bedtime conversation with 6 year old Eamon...

Me: "Oh, no. I forgot to put clean sheets on your bed, Eamon. Let me just..."

Eamon: *sigh* "I guess I'll just sleep on the floor tonight." 
<lays down on pile of stuffed animals on the floor>
 
Me: "Or I could just put them on now...!"

Eamon: "Ok, wake me up when they're on."

~Wise Conversations~

Courtesy of Facebook Memories July 10, 2011
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~Words of wisdom from 6 year old Eamon~ 

Eamon:  "Always don't blame me for stuff."

~Heavenly Conversations~

I was telling Eamon about one of my Duo Lingo Spanish lessons, on flirting of all things. Apparently, cheesy pick up lines aren't just for English speakers...

Me: "It translates to something like, 'Is Heaven missing an angel?'."

Eamon: <not impressed> "I've got a better line, 'Are you an angel? Because I'm allergic to feathers! <vomiting noises>"

Yeah, I think we have a few more years until the hormones kick in. ;)

~Cursed Conversations~

The following conversations were between me and the eight year old brother of Eamon's friend while we were all taking Ziggy for a walk:

Henry:  "Sometimes I curse and say bad words.  Kind of.  Just kind of.  I know Eamon's dad says curse words because he was in the Navy."

Me:  <laughing>  "Um, something like that.  But you weren't in the Navy so what's your excuse for cursing?"

Henry:  "Well, my mom taught us things like cursing and starcasm*. 

Me:  "Oh, really?"

Henry:  "Yeah, I think she taught us the wrong things."


*Although he pronounced it as starcasm, he meant sarcasm.  And I'm pretty sure his mom didn't intentionally teach him to curse! ;) 

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Later on our walk...

Henry:  "I really like this walking-around thing with your dog.  Do you think if you all get tired of Ziggy that we could have her?"

Me:  <laughing>  "Um, sure, if we get tired of her, she's all yours."

Henry:  <seriously>  "Great!  So will she come with the leash or will we have to buy one?"

Me:  "Well, if we ever got tired of Ziggy and gave her away, her leash would come with her..."

Henry:  "Yes!"

Me:  "But, buddy, I have to warn you, we've had Ziggy for nine and a half years.  If we haven't gotten tired of her by then, I don't think we will." 

If only he'd been alive to ask that question about nine years ago... ;) 

~Confused Conversations~

From June 29, 2011, courtesy of Facebook Memories (when Eamon was six):
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Me: "Eamon, why is there a dried puddle of ice cream on your [kids] table!?"


Eamon: "Oh, I didn't know." 


Me: "You didn't know? How could you not know there was a giant puddle of ice cream there?"


Eamon: "No, I didn't know I was supposed to clean it up."


I am obviously failing as a mother if he has made it to 6 and didn't know he's expected to clean up a puddle of ice cream!