Tiny Tales Thursday...

My kids are never at a loss for words. This is never more apparent than in the car when they all seem to want/need to talk at once and I can't understand what anyone is saying. I have to call names to grant permission to speak - it's enough to drive me crazy in the best way possible. I also love how much these random conversation topics showcase the differences in these precious kiddos of mine. 

For example, Emersyn started telling me a story this morning when Rad tried to talk over her. Emmy was granted permission to speak first... 

Emmy: So, when we saw Elsa that time, was it the real REAL Elsa?

Me: what on earth is she talking about

Me: When we saw Elsa? When did we see Elsa?

Emmy: When I was 3 and Landry was 2...

Landry: Yeah, Momma...

Me: Where? Was I there? Did this happen?

Radley: Yes. At Barnes and Noble, Mom... 

Me: Oh.

Emmy: So was she really real? Like for REAL?

Me: What do you think?

Emmy: Yes. She's real...
Landry: YES!!

Me: Then she's as real as you want her to be... 

pause

Me: Ok, Rad... what were you trying to say?
Rad: Well, I was just wondering... How did World War I and World War II start? What happened? 

Me: laughing so hard

Me: Well, I know that Japan bombed Pearl Harbor... but I can't really tell you much more than that. Save that as a Daddy convo, k?

#Iamtheworst

Elsa being real is much more up my alley.