Yesterday I picked Charlie and Cousin Caden up from school. Generally all conversations I have with kids under 5 are a little on the crazy side so this one probably isn't any more or less crazy than I'm used to, I think it just stood out because I haven't spent as much time with the kids as I usually do.
Me: OK boys, we're going to run to the post office to drop off a package for Aunt Katie.
Caden: Why?
Me: It's her birthday next week.
Charlie: What if the postman falls asleep while he's driving to her house.
Me: He won't.
Charlie: How do you know?
My head: How is this a real concern of yours?
Caden: What if the package is so big it tips over the policeman's car?!
Me: Policeman?
Charlie: He means sometimes boxes are so big cars tip over.
Me: It's not that big.
Caden: Whoa! The policeman would be like oh my gosh!
Thankfully at that point we pulled into the parking lot and the topic switched over to random sentences like "sometimes my mom says get in your carseat before I have to put you in it" and "I can unbuckle myself" and then there were fingers shaped like guns and shooting noises and then I totally tuned them out and let them run all over the post office pretending to shoot each other while I used the automated postal machine. You're welcome Spokane.
So Aunt Katie, you may or may not receive a package in the next few days. If that darn postman can just stay awake long enough to get it to you and if his police escort's car doesn't tip over we should be in good shape.
1 comment:
This is so funny and this is why I love boys! Random gun fights break out all the time!
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