Mommy, don't be scared, but ...

Suddenly and out of nowhere, while playing video games in the kitchen, this conversation:

Ryan: Mommy, don't be scared, but there is an airplane in my bedroom.

Mommy: There is an airplane in your bedroom?

Ryan: Yes. But don't be scared. It is not a real airplane. It is just a toy.

Poor Buddy

Ryan: I think we need a new woof woof doggie.

Mommy: But we already have a dog. What about Buddy?

Ryan: I think we should take Buddy and put him in the car and drive to the animal shelter. And then we can pick out another animal.

Mommy: But we love Buddy! Don't you think he would be sad?

Ryan: No. He would be happy.

The Low-way

Driving home from shopping today:

Ryan: Mommy, why do they call it a highway?

Mommy: I don't know. That's a good question.

Ryan: The highway isn't high. The highway is low.

Mommy: True.

Ryan: They should call it a low-way.

Driving back from Ama and Papa's house today

After Mommy commented on the kudzu vines strangling the trees along the road:

"I want to go to the Kud Zoo! Right now!"


Almost home, noticing the deer grazing on the side of the road:

Ryan: "When it rains, the rain deer come out."

Mommy: "What do reindeer eat?"

Ryan: "Green grass."

Daddy: "Right. And our flowers."

Ryan: "When the reindeer eat our flowers, they have to go sit on their naughty steps."

Ryan says the darndest things.

Ryan is getting very funny in his old age (he'll be 3 this August.) And he's always been a great talker. The older he gets, the funnier he gets. On this blog, I'll try to document and share some of the gems that make us laugh out loud!


At Ama and Papa's house this week

Spitting out chewed-up chicken onto the kitchen floor:
"This chicken has seeds in it."

Then, trying another piece:
"Mommy, does this piece have chicken seeds?"

When Ama pretended to run an "itsy bitsy spider" up his leg with her fingers:
"STOP! My leg is NOT a water spout!"

Driving toward the farm gate, Ama says that someone will have to get out and open it.
"I'LL DO IT!"

After tearing around Ama and Papa's house and causing Mommy to say in exasperation, "See what I deal with on a daily basis?!":
"My name is NOT Daily Basis. My name is RYAN."

Waking up Daddy, who passed out on the couch after traveling until 5 a.m. and getting four hours of sleep:
"WAKE UP DADDY. IT'S DAYTIME!"
"When the sun comes out and it's daytime, you're post to get up."

Sudden fascination with Spanish. Calling Buddy the Dog in Papa's yard:
"Come here BUD-ANITO!"

And of course, the ubiquitous:
"I WANT TO RIDE THE LRT! RIGHT NOW! COME ON PAPA! PUT YOUR SHOES ON!"

Driving through any wooded area on any given day:
"Mommy, is this the Hundred Acre Wood?"


Older stuff that comes to mind

After Daddy used a choice word to describe a driver who cut us off:
"Daddy, what is that bitch doing?"

In the backyard:
"Buddy is a very, very smart dog. He is a scientist, like Papa. Ama is smart too. She is a scientist too. Mommy is a scientist. And I am scientist, too."

What do you want to be when you grow up, Ryan? Do you want to be a farmer? An Astronaut?
"No. I want to be a scientist. Like Papa."

Driving with Ama and Papa past a herd of cattle:
"LOOK! It's a cow party! They hided their birthday cake in the field!"

During what felt like an endless drive across desolate West Texas, after a long period of silence, a sudden shout:
"WE'RE IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE!"

On a prior trip to Ama and Papa's house:
"Papa has a big cow in his yard. I want to milk its udders!"

Favorite foods:
Opameal, Yodurt, Gimbies (raisins)

Where Daddy goes when he works:
Abazona

I know that you grandparents will remember other good ones ... send them to me so I can post them!