Conversations with Blake...
Sunday, 20. September 2009, 21:39:43
I was chatting with Blake this morning about his first week in a new school. He loves it, so I asked him about his new friends. To which he replies;
“There are three people I really like.”
“That is awesome son, what are their names?”
He pauses for a long second then he says…
“My best friend is…cartoon face boy.”
“Cartoon face boy? That is his name son?”
“No mom, that is what I call him because his face looks like a cartoon character. He has spiking hair and freckles all over his face. He is really cool.”
“OK, but you do not call him that to his face do you? That might hurt his feelings.”
“No duh mom I don't call him that, I just can't remember his name!”
“Ok, who else did you meet?”
“Well, there is pop-eyes.”
“What?”
“Mom, when he looks at you his eyes pop out!”
“Wow, that is a little creepy dear. Anyone else”
“Oh yeah mom!” Followed by the cutest Blakey grin he could muster…
“There is kissy girl.”
“Kissy girl? Oh my, why do you call her kissy girl?”
To which he proudly replies…..”Because she chases me around the playground trying to kiss me!”
LOL, oh my Blake. Life is so easy when you are 8 years old.
“There are three people I really like.”
“That is awesome son, what are their names?”
He pauses for a long second then he says…
“My best friend is…cartoon face boy.”
“Cartoon face boy? That is his name son?”
“No mom, that is what I call him because his face looks like a cartoon character. He has spiking hair and freckles all over his face. He is really cool.”
“OK, but you do not call him that to his face do you? That might hurt his feelings.”
“No duh mom I don't call him that, I just can't remember his name!”
“Ok, who else did you meet?”
“Well, there is pop-eyes.”
“What?”
“Mom, when he looks at you his eyes pop out!”
“Wow, that is a little creepy dear. Anyone else”
“Oh yeah mom!” Followed by the cutest Blakey grin he could muster…
“There is kissy girl.”
“Kissy girl? Oh my, why do you call her kissy girl?”
To which he proudly replies…..”Because she chases me around the playground trying to kiss me!”
LOL, oh my Blake. Life is so easy when you are 8 years old.
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