Cauliflower Vs. Tree

Grant, over dinner...

Grant: Do I have to eat the cauliflower? I hate cauliflower - it taste only a bit better than eating a tree.

Mommy: How do you know what a tree taste like Grant, have you eaten one?

Grant: Nnnnnn...yes. Once, at our old house, I chewed up a leaf in the backyard. ...I didn't swallow it though.

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...kinda like Bill Clinton?

The age old question children are always asked...

Daddy: Hey Grant. What do you wanna be when you grow up?

Grant: ummm. A goldfinder. ...or a spaceman.

So, when huge deposits of gold are found on Mars, you can bet it will be Grant leading the expedition.

...and at this point Thomas piped in with his future career choice...

Thomas: I'm going to be Elvis. ...the second Elvis.

Grant: Who's Elvist ?!

Drinkin' n Drivin' ...at 7.

We pulled into my sister-in-laws on Sunday, ariving for a birthday party for two of her kids.
Thomas, who's the oldest and in a booster seat, unbuckled his belt and headed inside the house, leaving us behind to unbuckle his brothers, and gater together the diaper bag, the gifts etc.
By the time we get in, two of my sisters are laughing...


Michelle: Hi Thomas.

Thomas: [nonchalantly - before heading downstairs to play with his cousins] Hi. I drove here by myself. ...I drank some rum first.


I have no idea what prompted him to say that. ...or how the hell he knows what rum is.

S's & W's !

Grant love games. Loves them. Not the electronic ones so much as the real deal. Board games, card games, puzzles etc.

Mommy was off to the bus stop to get Thomas. Grant and I had just finished up a game of Monopoly Junior, and S's & W's was born...

Grant: Will you paly X's & O's with me now Daddy?

Daddy: Sure I will. Can I be X's?

Grant: No wait. ummm. Lets play S's & W's.

Daddy: What's S's & W's?

Grant: It's kinda like X's & O's, but you use S's and W's instead.

Daddy: And how is that differnt than using X's and O's?

Grant: Because it's S's and W's! ...I invented it.

Daddy: Okay. But I get to be "S" for Spanky.

Grant: Good, I'll be "W". I go first.

Take your Pick...

My two oldest often pose each other with "What would you rather" questions.
This is my favorite thus far...

Grant (5 yrs.) to
Thomas (7 yrs.)
over lunch...

Grant: Thomas. Would you rather pull off your own ear, or have pigs legs?

Thomas: ummm. Probably pull off my ear.

Grant: I'd pick pigs legs. I'd still want to be able to hear.