Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Growing up Google

The other day, Gibson was asking about Heaven.  He and Landis were engaged in some sort of discussion about how things work up there and they needed clarification on something.  So he turned to me and asked "Mom?  Can you see up in Heaven?" 

"What do you mean?" I asked him. 

"I mean, can you see - like with your eyes, the way we can see right now?  Can we see like that in Heaven?" 

"I don't know Gibson.", I told him. "I guess...  But you know? No one really knows for sure what Heaven is like."

"No one?" asked Gibson.

"No.  Not really." I replied into their wide, unblinking eyes.

"What?!?!" said Landis, skeptically. "Not even GOOGLE?!?"

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Isn't that what EVERYONE does with old fruit?

Me: "Landis, I cleaned something disgusting off your walls the other day."

Landis: "What?"

Me: "I don't know.....  But it was gross.  It was splattered up in the corner, near the ceiling.  What the heck was it?  And what were you doing?"

Landis: "What color was it?"

Me: "It was brownish - AND GROSS."

Landis: "Oh yeah....  It was a rotten apple."

Me: "A rotten APPLE?"

Landis: "Yeah.  We found a rotten apple....so we threw it up against the wall."

Me: "You found a rotten apple, so you THREW IT AGAINST YOUR WALL?!?"

Landis, (shrugging): "Yeah." 

And he says it with total nonchalance, like "Duh!  Of course I did.  It was ROTTEN FRUIT.  It's what you DO." 

I totally don't get it.  And I can't help but wonder.........Is it my lack of a Y chromosome that leaves me in utter confusion about why that made even a bit of sense?