A Stampede of What?

Our mealtime conversations can be quite interesting (do you remember the one that ended with us talking about elephantiasis?  A lot of interesting search engine terms popped up on my blog after I wrote that one.)  The other night over dinner, Carter commented on a woodpecker who was methodically pecking away at the suet we have hanging out for them.  It was a simple enough observation of something we see everyday.

husband: Good thing Delilah is in the house.  That woodpecker doesn’t have to worry about being attacked.

me:  I don’t think the woodpecker knows that Delilah is stretched out sleeping on her cat tower in our living room so perhaps it is nervous anyway.

Husband and I launch into a discussion about birds and the possibility that they are in a constant state of concern for their safety.  I think we may have listed a few things that smart birds should be wary of.  The boys, missing nothing, pick up on it and join in.

carter:  A people could crush a bird!

me:  Yes, I guess that is true Carter but that wouldn’t be very nice of that person.

cody:  A stampede of goats could hurt a bird!

me:  Stifling my laughter, really where does this stuff come from?  Yeah, I suppose so.

carter:  A giant rock could crush a bird!

me:  Looking at Husband with that “what the hell?/he’s not my son” look.  Um, Carter, what’s up with all this crushing?

cody: A stampede of zebras could hurt a bird!

carter:  Carter finally caught on to the theme Cody was going with and felt he needed to add his two cents.  A stampede of *insert a slight pause here* TURTLES could hurt a bird!

I don’t think I could feel very sorry for a bird that could not get out of the way of a herd of stampeding turtles.

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I am an elementary school teacher, a former microbiologist, a mom to a herd of two boys, and a grilled cheese sandwich and beer connoisseur.
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18 Responses to A Stampede of What?

  1. mimijk says:

    They are so funny..:-)

  2. inNout says:

    love it! i have a 5 year old girl and the ‘interesting’ conversations never stop.

    • shoes says:

      Ah, so you have the pleasure of these conversations too! They are such fun, aren’t they?

      • inNout says:

        A recent one about her wishing to visit her late grandmother. We were planning a trip to China and she woke up one day and turned to her father, “God bless your mother (in a very solemn tone), i think we can go meet her when we go to china”. How? (came a very puzzled, yet intrigued reply). “We can just ask the pilot to go a little higher in the sky. you always do say dead people live in the sky. hahahaha. and she ended it with another solemn “God bless your mother”.

  3. Jodi Stone says:

    I love the conversations with little ones. 🙂 You will treasure them for always.

    • shoes says:

      I have little scraps of paper that I keep in the kitchen where I jot down little one liners that my kids say. I have no idea with I will do with them but they are fun to look back on and they make me laugh. I suppose I could write a post every now and again spotlighting their word humor. A blog post is harder to lose and takes up less counter space that a hundred bits of paper. 🙂

  4. This made me smile and laugh. Children can surprise you, if not freeze you with their words and wild imagination. The joys of parenthood, and that too comes like a stampede but in a good way! Thanks . Best wishes to your family.

    • shoes says:

      When Cody busted out with the word “stampede” it was all I could do not to laugh out loud. He was very serious about his part of the conversation. Glad I could give you a smile and a laugh!

  5. Hetterbell says:

    A child’s perspective is surely a treasure. Sometimes it makes me wonder if I’ve lost sight of having such a fresh perspective on some things in the process of growing up.

    • shoes says:

      Children do have such a refreshing and direct way of looking at things. Perspective changes as we grow, sometimes for the good but sometimes maybe not. I miss that feeling of excitement over simple delights and of being carefree in a way responsible adults can’t be. Sigh…

  6. Pingback: A bird , a cat and a poem in the making | 20 LINES A DAY – an exercise in discipline

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