posted on: Sunday, September 21, 2014
kiddo: (singing to himself) I believe I can flyyyy.
lady: you can't fly. (explains) you don't have wings.
(looking out the car window at the pure blue sky )
lady: there are no clouds. are the clouds next to the houses?
kiddo: you know how I made friends with a goat?
me: (thinks back to our farmstay holiday last summer where he did take a great shine to the goats) yes.
kiddo: I've decided I'm never going to eat meat from a goat.
kiddo: have I ever eaten goat?
(after he fell asleep watching tv)
mister: what happened?
me: more of the same.
mister: war of the sane?
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