Some of the best conversations I have with Will are right before he goes to sleep. I'll sit on his bed while he says his prayers (which are always entertaining) and then he'll try to come up with interesting topics to keep me talking and keep him awake.
Tonight, this was how it went:
Will: Mom, what do our brains look like?
Me: Um... I'm not absolutely sure because I've never seen one, but the pictures I've seen of them look kind of bumpy or wrinkly.
Will: There are pictures of them? How did they get pictures of them?
Me: (Not really wanting to get into cadaver education) Well....umm...
Will: Did they cut someone's head open to see inside?
Me: Yeah, that's what they had to do.
Will: But didn't they die?
Me: Well, they were probably already dead. (Explained how people donate their bodies for science, which he thought was fascinating.)
Will: How did they cut into the head?
Me: With a knife.
Will: Like what you cut food with!?!?
Me: No- a special kind of knife. (Once again, he was quite concerned that a knife to the head would kill someone, so I explained that doctors know how to operate on someone without killing them when they use knives.)
Will: Can a doctor do surgery on anything?
Me: Most things.
Will: Oh yeah? Can they do surgery on an attic?
Me: What? Do you mean IN an attic?
Will: Yeah, okay. Can they do surgery in an attic?
Me: If they had to.
Will: How would they get in the attic?
Me: They'd climb the stairs.
Will: What if the stairs were stuck?
Me: They'd use a ladder.
Will: What if the ladder was broken?
Me: They'd climb through the window.
Will: What if there was no window?
Me: They'd break a hole in the roof.
Will: No they wouldn't Mom. They'd call the police. Then the police would come with their dogs. Then they'd tape a doggy treat to the attic door and the dog would jump up to get its biscuit and pull the attic door down with it. That's how they'd get in the attic!
Well, silly me. Why didn't I think of that?
A few weeks ago, I was snuggling with him before he fell asleep.
Will: (He puts his hand on my cheek) Mom, you are very beautiful.
Me: Thanks buddy.
Will: But don't tell Julie I said that, okay? Cuz then she'll think I hate her.
(See previous post for more on Will and Julie)
What a kid.
6 comments:
I don't know how well you remember me, but I'm the annoying "friend of the family" that hasn't been seen for eons! I finally found Stacy's blog, and through her all of her amazing sisters. So I'm writing to say hello and oh, you have the most hilarious son!
I love him SOOO MUCH. He is always good for a bit of humor. Doug and I really enjoy hearing about his escapades. Miss you to pieces, can't wait to see you guys.
I love that boy. He is so much like Johnny.
I finally updated my blog. Nothing special, but updated. I love hearing about your little conversations with Will! What a crack-up!!
THAT BOY OF YOURS... I TELL YA. WE NEED MORE CONVERSATIONS LIKE THAT IN THE WORLD. YOU ARE A GOOD MOM TO KEEP TRYING TO ANSWER. MOST MOMS WOULD SHOO HIM AWAY. BY THE WAY YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL..
LOVE YA
Don't you just love being able to see a child's thought process in motion? What a cute kid...and very observant.
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