Griffin, upon passing plastic statues of Mary and Joseph in a nativity scene:
“Are those carved from butter?”
We were utterly befuddled until we remembered the popular booth at the state fair where they carve the head of Princess Kay of the Milky Way into a 90 pound block of butter.
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Maggie regularly refers to her brain as her computer, usually in reference to her dreams or imagination. This morning as Griffin and I were talking about bad dreams, Maggie declared, “I don’t have bad dreams anymore because I thumbs down them in my computer.”
Me: Maggie, you and me and Oliver are going to smash the patriarchy!
Maggie: No we’re not!
Me: Do you know what the patriarchy is?
Maggie: No
Me: It’s when boys are only in charge and tell girls they can’t do anything they want.
Maggie: Oh. We can smash that.
Griffin, while reading some product packaging at the dinner table:
What’s a G-M-O?
Goofy … Mohawk … Ogre?
I like the way this guy thinks.
