Monday, November 16, 2009

transcript of a stirring and intellectually stimulating conversation or welcome to my world

Here's what Charlotte's and my conversation sounded like today on the way to the grocery store.

Char: Look, mommy, I spy balloons.
Me: Yeah, and I spy some cows (we live in the country, people)
Char: I spy a tree.
Me: And I spy a pumpkin.
Char: I spy a Christmas tree.
Me: Yes, and I spy a flag.
Char: I spy a tree.
Char: I spy a pine tree.
Char: Mommy, I spy a brown tree.
Me: Uh huh.
Char: I spy a green tree!
Char: Look, there's another tree!
Me: You're right. But look at that dog.
Char: Mommy, mommy, look at the tree!
Char: I spy a naked tree.
Me: Yes and I spy a house.
Char: Look, I spy another brown tree.
Char: And there's another one! I spy a tree, mommy! There's a tree. And there's a yellow tree, mommy. Mommy, mommy, look at the TREES!

That's when I turned on the radio.

6 comments:

Susan said...

Yeah we should find whoever invited that I Spy game and ...well you know.
The radio is my best friend too.

Julie said...

=) lol!

Sarah said...

If this had been my blog that would have turned into a dirty joke :)

She sounds like a very bright and articulate little girl---

Mrsbear said...

Oh man. Have I been involved in a similar I Spy game or two? It's very sweet the first couple of trees, by the end you want to run screaming from the vehicle. Don't worry, I usually don't give in to that impulse. ;)

Kim said...

LOL! Kids are nothing if not consistent.

This actually reminds me of our drive down to Florida this past summer. Meechi was looking out the window and after a few miles of nothing but trees he said, in the most bored and sarcastic voice possible, "tree. tree. tree. tree. tree. tree...."

Mama Zen said...

Oh, that's funny!