On the Promised Land

While reading our nightly Bible story, which happened to be about Joshua and Caleb going into the Promised Land:

Chase: Can we go to the promised land someday?

Me: Eh, probably not bud, but kind of. You know that Jesus is coming back someday?

Chase: Yup

Me: Well, when he comes back, he's going to remake the whole earth, and everything will be beautiful and no one will get sick or be sad, and we will live in the new promised land.

Chase: Wait, so everyone's going to live in one place?

Me: Sort of.

Chase: We'll all have to live in, like, townhouses.

On Daytime TV Gameshows

Chase and Mommy have been sick for 6 and 3 days, respectively. There were also 2 snowstorms. Setting: Stir-crazy and therefore marathon-watching daytime TV.

Chase (excitedly): Is Price is Right on yet?

Mommy: Nope, still Let's Make a Deal.

Chase (frustrated at noticing I'm not really paying attention): Mama, she won home office furniture! Why don't you care?!

Price is Right starts, and the prize up for grabs is a new car. 

Chase: Wow, a car! And a person! That's a great prize!

Uh, models not included.

On Cucumbers

Chase: Woah, that's a big cucumber!
Keith: That's what she said
Chase: What? What did she say?

On Hatred

We are working with Chase on not using inappropriate words/phrases like "stupid" and "hate." He corrects us regularly for saying both of these things...so I guess it's working. Or maybe not.

Chase: Mommy, I can't say "hate."
Tracy: That's right; it's not nice.
Chase: But what happens if I hate babies?
Tracy (appalled): That's really not nice, Bud. You can't hate babies.
Chase (exasperated): Not Claire, Mommy. Just babies I don't know.

Chip off the old mommy block?

S#I+ My Dad Says

This is a special edition of Hot Dog Dialogue...it was too good to pass up.

The family is getting ready to go to the town's annual Memorial Day Parade.

Chase: Do you think there will be a marching band?
Keith (smirking): No, bud, I don't think so.
Tracy (confused): I think there probably will be. At least the high school's, right?
Keith (more confused): Wait, what?
Tracy and Chase: A marching band.
Keith: Oh, I thought you said a martian man.

On The Blog

Keith and I mention the blog in conversation while Chase is in the room.

Chase: What's a blog?
Keith: It's a website where Mommy writes down the funny things you say so we can remember them later. We can show you if you want.

Pause, as he contemplates this idea.

Chase: Ugh. That sounds boring.

On the Huskies

Love my little UConn fan. I also love how literal children are :)