Tiny Tales Thursday...

Radley is a pretty observant kid. Once he has discovered something he brings it up over and over again very excited with himself for retaining the information.

We are not frequent travelers but we have stayed in a few hotels which he loves. Our two regular spots are the Hilton and LaQuinta (don't judge - we're frugal). So every time he sees either one of these signs he gets super excited exclaiming "Look, Mommy! It's OUR hotel!"

Our route home from school takes us by the Hilton, so I get to hear this on a regular basis. But on this particular day, he threw in a language lesson.

Radley: Look, Mommy! It's our hotel!
Me: Yes, buddy.
Radley: It's the Hilton. (matter of factly)
Me: Very good. You liked the Hilton.
Radley: That means LaQuinta.

I really wanted to tell him that LaQuinta meant "Denny's" but I couldn't bare to disappoint him.

Radley is also a big fan of churches and as we were driving home the other day spotted one.

Radley: That our church, Mommy?
Me: No, buddy. That's some one else's church.
Radley: Oh. Why isn't anybody there.
Me: Well, I guess it's not time for church right now.
Radley: Oh.
Me: Do you know why we go to church, bud?
Radley: Yes, mommy. Because Jesus wants us to.
Me: to self  I must be doing something right...
Radley: two seconds later And to play with all the toys.

Well, there's that too.