Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Quick additions

Q is now sick. Fa la la la la la la la la.

Sitting on our bed this morning, he made one of his typical statements: "When Noodle is twenty, I'll be twenty-three."

What was somewhat surprising, was that usually he states that as a question: "When Noodle is twenty, how old will I be?"

J and I exchange looks.

J asks him, "Hey Q, when you are twenty, how old will Noodle be?"

A pause. "Seventeen."

My eyes bug out.

He then goes on to recite one of his current favorite books in his favored current style: operetta.


Mom said...

I told you I thought he had an aptitude for math. HA!

Jen said...

I'm not surprised either. He's a little smarty. Next he'll be coming home from kindergarten explaining trinomials to you.