From The Boy's student teacher. The class decorated their white lunch bags for Valentine's Day yesterday.
Ms. Teacher to Be: What are you drawing?
The Boy: A machine.
Ms. Teacher to Be: What does the machine do?
The Boy: It sucks all the bad up. So everything is good. This is a robot. But he is a good robot cause everything is good now.
My son, the inventor. I pray that this will be his addition to our world. To suck all the bad away, so everything will be good. Out of the mouths of babes.
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Jason takes The Boy to school each morning. The ride takes 7 minutes max. Their conversations are often hilarious. Here are two from Monday morning.
(Upon seeing something puddled on the side of the road.)
The Boy: "Hey, Daddy, somebody left their shirt on the side of the road. That's weird."
Daddy: "That wasn't a shirt. It was a dead cat."
The Boy: "I don't think so."
Daddy: "Buddy, I am positive. It was a dead cat."
The Boy: "Oh. That's too bad. It would have made a pretty shirt."
Moments Pass.
The Boy: "Is today my soccer day?"
Daddy: "Nope. Remember soccer starts on March 9. You still have a few weeks before you start playing again."
The Boy: "Whew. That's good. I need to start exercising."
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