The neighbor boy, also named Spencer, came over to play before school this morning... He is a very pleasant and social kid. He tends to talk a lot, sharing a lot of information about his life, some of it very personal, but most just really funny. I will call them Spencer (neighbor) and Spence (my son)...
(I set the timer for 10 minutes so they would switch activities - one wanted to play one thing and the other wanted to play something else)
Spencer: 10 minutes! That's not a long time. 10 minutes and the pizza's done, that's what my dad told me.
Spence: Well, our timer counts slower.
(this is only a breath away from his last thought, literally, this was his next sentence)
Spencer: Is your baby wearing a diaper? I like your baby, she's really cute. It hurts to have a baby. You have to say, ahh, ohhh, ouch... (the grunting and straining continue for several seconds, then he stopped). Yeah, it really hurts. I don't ever want to be a girl and have a baby.
Yes, it's always fun to have the kids around. I love their conversations!! I too measure time in how long it takes to cook a pizza. Funny that my son didn't want the 1o minutes to go quickly, so he says we have a slow timer. Funny that a 6 1/2 year old boy reinacted having a baby in my family room. Very fun, indeed. :)
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LOL! I love kids.
By the way, at the park the other day there was a lady with two little boys; the older one was named Spencer and the younger one was Carter. She was pregnant, and I can only assume she was going to name the new baby Miana (boy or girl!)
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