Me: Do you think you would like to be an architect and build houses when you grow up?
Finn: Well, I don’t know how. I only have toy tools.
Me: Well, when you get older you can learn how to build.
Finn: I don’t want to get old.
Me: You don’t?
Finn: No. Six is old.
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I only like Daddy suns.
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Finn: I don’t like dolls.
Me: Why not?
Finn: Dolls are for girls. Audrie has a doll.
ME: Well, what do you like to play with?
Finn: Toys.
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Jon: We should all become pilots.
Finn: Yeah, and we should all be pirates, too.
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Mom, do you know what my hungry’s comin’ on for? It’s comin’ on for animal crackers!
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Premise: Finn and I were discussing colors of things to which he was naming each color correctly. Because I have colorblindness in my family that passes from the mothers to their sons, Jonathan made this statement:
Do you think my genes defeated the colorblindness?
Finn: No, do you know what your jeans defeated? Your jeans defeated ants!
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MiMi, we saw the U.S.S Lexington and do you know what was on top of it? Angels that were blue.
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Referring to a man with a prosthetic leg…
Mom, look that man has a robot leg!!
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Finn: Mom, why didn’t your friend grow any hair?
Me: Well, some people lose their hair when they’re older and it doesn’t grow back.
Finn: Maybe his hair grew back into his brain.
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Finn: Mom, do you want to see somethin’ credible?
Me: Sure, what’s so incredible?
Finn: My poop.
Boys.
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Dad, maybe we can watch The Circus Robot again another day, and then we can watch The Karate Boy.
Translation: Maybe we can watch Short Circuit again and then watch The Karate Kid.
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Keep Five alive!
nessa dee
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