Conversation I overheard today:
Duncan: Look, Olivia.
Olivia: Haha, Duncan, show mom!
Duncan: Look, Mom. I’m wearing sandals with socks.
Me: I turn to look and he’s wearing white sweatsocks with my black flipflops. Nice, Dunc.
Olivia: Yeah, Duncan. You’re supposed to wear toe socks with sandals. Everyone knows that.
Me: Uhm, TOE SOCKS? With SANDALS?
Olivia: What?
Duncan: Yeah, mom. You can’t do it like mine.
Me: No, guys. You don’t wear socks with sandals.
Olivia: Why not?
Me: Just… because. You don’t.
Duncan: Well…
Olivia: Well, except for the hobos. And poor people.
Me: Hobos?
Duncan: Yeah.
Silence.
Duncan: Wait, what… how do the Hobos get socks?
Me: What socks?
Olivia: Toe socks. Duncan, maybe they just have them.
Duncan: Yeah, maybe they have their toe socks from before they were Hobos.
Me: Before they were Hobos? What do Hobos do before they’re Hobos.
Duncan: They used to be kids, mom.
Olivia: Why don’t they just live in a house?
Duncan: They don’t HAVE a house, Olivia, duh.
Olivia: Well, what about their family’s house? Maybe when they die they can take it.
Duncan: Yeah. I’m going to take this house when Mom dies.
Olivia: No, I want it! I’m going to live here, I’m the oldest.
Duncan: I don’t want to be a hobo!
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Cute! how is Rachel? Is she home now? Poor thing! Hope you are all feeling better.
Date: Wed, 16 Jan 2013 05:20:29 +0000 To: grandyten@hotmail.com
She’s doing well, we’re just taking it as it comes and trying to get her back up to full speed.
Love you!
Glad to see you’re back to blogging!
Thanks! I’m trying!