Do you remember those commericials that went something like “It’s 10:00 p.m. Do you know where your children are?”
Well, my son is six, so I pretty much ALWAYS know where he is. If I can’t see him I can hear him. Like right now, he is upstairs complaining LOUDLY about something having to do with his LEGOs.
His dad is upstairs in the kitchen making bagels because:
a) he found a recipe
b) they are the easiest thing in the world to buy already made, but nooooo…..
c) he feels a need to dirty more bowls and pots and pans
d) we already ate pancakes and bacon at 7:00 a.m., and
e) he’s tired of playing with LEGOs
But back to my son. Like I said, even if I can’t see the child, I can hear him. He does nothing quietly. He’d make for a terrible cat burglar. He even thinks out loud. So here, for your amusement, are some things my son thinks about on any given day:
How did people go to the bathroom a long time ago when they were locked in the stockades?
What if people didn’t have butts? How would they go to the bathroom? I guess they’d have to poop out of their penis. (I gather this would be painful, but at least the guys would be able to eliminate. Women would be out of luck.)
Where did people go to the bathroom in ancient Egypt?
What did they wear in ancient Egypt since they didn’t have clothes? They only had that little thing that covers their butt and their penis.
I’m going to take a trip to ancient Egypt!
Why can’t you marry your cousin? How will they know if you marry your cousin? Who is going to tell the marrying people that it’s your cousin?
I’m off to grab a bagel and climb back in bed. The kid woke me up way too early to try and come up with answers to his questions.