Grandboy (ear pressed against the asphalt): HEY GUYS! Can you hear… I heard a KRKRRRDKDRK sound in the earth. What IS that?!?
Me: O that’s probably one of the Under Ground people. You may be listening in on a conversation here.
Mamasan: And maybe THAT’S why I’m a paranoid adult. Thanks, Dad
Grandboy (eating ice cream in a cone): Yum.
Me: Why is it called, ‘Ice Cream’?
Grandboy: Cuz it’s cold. Like ice. And it’s got CREAM.
Me: So it should be called, ‘Creamy Ice’.
Grandboy: YAH Gwumpa I’ll call it ‘Creamy Ice’ from now on. (pretends to be ordering food) Hello please may I have some creamy ice?
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Wait til I tell him about flutterbys