Saturday, July 30, 2011

Profound Thoughts From Our Resident Four Year Old

Setting: Tate climbed into our bed to snuggle us for a few minutes.  I was brushing my teeth.  He collapsed down on our bed with his arms out and a contented sigh. 

Tate:  Aaaaaahhhhhhhh, God made your bed SO COMFORTABLE!  (quietly to himself) How did he do that?

Tate: Look at that!  It looks like a shark!
LT Wonderful: Yep, it does look like a shark.
Tate:  Yep.  And sharks are pretty evil.  They bite. 
LT W:  Typically they only bite when they are hungry?
Tate: HUH?  Then who gets to be evil?

Tate: Mom, do you know what gliding is?
Me: Yes.  
Tate:  Well, let me tell you about it more.  Gliding is when you are up in the air and are moving.  But you're not flying because you can't go faster.  You're kind of falling, but it's not really scary because you can steer.  And Mom?  Flying squirrels glide, they don't really fly. 

I don't think I would have been able to explain it that well...[and perhaps he's been watching too much Go Diego Go]


thecrowls said...

have you ever thought about making a book with all these quotes? They are so great.

Kara said...

I see a zoologist in the making...