Wednesday, May 04, 2005

The earth's pull

Vincent and I are sitting on Riley's bed last night when I farted, or, as Bella puts it, my tummy burped. Loudly.

"My tummy burped!" I quipped.

"Whoa," says Riley, "What if the whole earth burped??"

"Well then, I guess we'd fall off." Nothing like reassuring your children before bedtime.

"No mom, there's that thing that keeps us from falling off," he says, with that adorable preschooler insinuation that I do in fact know everything.

"Do you remember what that's called?" I ask.

"Gravity!" he yells, beaming when he realizes that he's remembered such a grown-up word. "Did I get it right?" he wants to know.

My husband and I glance lovingly at one another, sharing pride of our little genius boy.

"And grass," Riley adds.

Of course. That's why they make cleats, silly. To help you stay put.


Blogger Territorial said...

LMAO Everytime I fart JJ goes "OH OH Daddy!" So we all know who does the farting in our house.

Too cute about the grass!

12:39 PM  
Anonymous terrilynn said...

He's a smart cookie.

9:13 AM  
Blogger Christine said...

Don't you just love the things that come out of their mouths?!

11:35 PM  
Blogger Christine said...

Stopping by to wish you a Happy Mother's Day!!!

1:35 PM  
Blogger Carolyn said...

What a smart guy! And so cute!

12:26 PM  

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