Saturday, December 4, 2010

Conversations with a three year old

I have to set this up for you. When Wesley was on his Toy Story kick last summer I would pick up random toys from the movie whenever I ran across them, usually always at garage sales. So we have roughly three Woody characters in varying sizes....a little one, a medium one and a large doll. I must admit that in hindsight it might have been better for Disney to name Woody something different.

Me: "What are you doing in your room?"

Wesley: "Just playing with my big Woody."

Me: giggling "Ok" 


Wesley: running up to me clearly distraught "Mom, I can't find my little Woody anywhere!!"

Me: giggling (clearly I have the mentality of a 12 year old) "We'll find it Buddy."


The Lemonade Stand said...

I must join you in your 12 year old mentality now and just laugh. I keep giggling.

Granny Randi said...

Please remind him of this conversation when he's a teen! I, too, can be 12. How funny! Miss you all very much.