No problem with his vocabulary!

Saturday, we made our annual pilgrimage to the tulip fields. In the early years of our marriage, we used to go to take pictures of the flowers. Nowadays we go to take pictures of the kid in the flowers.

In an attempt to get a cute pose, I asked Munchkin to smell one of the tulips. He bent down, sniffed a bright flower then stood up and declared confidently, "It smells like purple residue."

Overheard from the backseat of the car

We're driving down the road this afternoon and I hear...

Cute little voice in the back seat: Hand sanitizer, please?
Me: Why?
Cute little voice: (imaginary friend) Duck just spit on my hand!

At last!

Hi blogging buddies! I just wanted to report that as of today we have a signed offer on a really great house. It's been an awfully long haul and I'm beat, so more later!

Switchboard, please

Munchkin, very sweetly, on the phone, after he thanked Grandma for a gift she sent, "Please may I be transferred back to Grandpa?"

What a quack up!

Munchkin's imaginary friend "Duck" is endlessly entertaining. He must be independently wealthy the way he buys tools and construction equipment, owns every vehicle known to man (including four space shuttles) and has several houses. Munchkin says that whenever Duck needs money, he just goes to Sherwin Williams and they give him some. Duck is friends with other more famous ducks and in fact, sometimes he has playdates with Aflac Duck.

The other day, Scott mentioned to Munchkin that there is a radio station called KDUK. Munchkin was quick to respond, "That's a problem. Duck will have to send someone over there to tell them to stop using his name!"

Tooth Fairy deconstructed

It's been a while since I've posted! We're still house-hunting like crazy and who knows what else, but I've got a cute Munchkin story to share...

Munchkin hasn't lost any teeth, yet, but some of his friends have. The other day he was asking questions about it. After I explained how a tooth comes out, he wanted to know what happens next. I said that he would put the tooth under his pillow and then the Tooth Fairy would come and give him money for it. Naturally, Munchkin wanted to know how much?!!! I told him that I didn't know, but when I was little, the Tooth Fairy gave me a quarter.

Munchkin then wanted to know if it was the same Tooth Fairy. He thought about it a while and then said, "California (where he knows I grew up) is really big, and it's really far away, so I don't think the Tooth Fairy could get here in time. I bet it's a different Tooth Fairy."

Good thing, too, because my Tooth Fairy was really incompetent. :)