Friday, November 6, 2009

When I Sleep In...

I came downstairs one morning this past week after sleeping in for an extra hour. Harrison and Daddy were moving through their usual morning routines by the time I joined the party; as I poured my morning coffee and attempted to get a baring on the day Harrison called out from the living room,

"Mommy can you get my kitchen knife and pirate spear!"

I stopped in my tracks - Kitchen Knife?

What could they have possibly been doing before I got out of bed?

"Kitchen Knife?" I repeated. Still pondering the "spear" part of the sentence.

"Oh, nevermind! I got it!" Harrison said as I honed in on what he was talking about.

Much to my tired relief the "kitchen knife" is the only play knife from his wooden food cutting set and the "spear" is his Pirate eye-patch. Phew!

[Yeah, I don't get where "spear" came from either]

Hey, at least he's not darting around wielding REAL kitchen knives...

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chaoticfamily said...

Little boys and their imaginations - and then how us Mom's just get it! Fantastic.

Heidi said...

What a silly little boy you have. I love the whole spear thing I love how little kids interpert the English language! But how wonderful that they let you sleep in, what a great husband you have!
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Christina said...

that story could have had a *much* worse ending!

natalie said...

You are well protected, my lady!!

I'm loving the world of pretend (sort of) play we're entering. M isn't still REAL good at it, but she's trying.

Carrie and Troy Keiser said...

Imagination, it's a wonderful thing!