The Boy: “You be the police robot and I’ll be the bad guy robot.” Police Robot: “You there. What’s your name?” Bad Guy Robot: “Bad Guy Robot.” Police Robot: “And just what do you think you’re doing?” Bad Guy Robot: “Bad guy stuff.”
The Boy: “Daddy, what are zombies?” Me: “Well, they’re like kind of like skeletons. Scary Halloween people.” The Boy: “And they’re the walking dead.” Me: “Who told you that?” The Boy: “Mommy.”
The Boy: “Knock knock.” The Mrs: “Who’s there?” The Boy: “Banana who.” The Mrs: “Banana who who?” The Boy: “What?” The Mrs: “Banana who who?” The Boy: “Lamp.”
Me: “What do you want for Christmas?” The Boy: “A robot with three heads and three eyes and three arms and three legs and three feet.” Me: “What else?” The Boy: “Three shoes.”
The Boy: “You do it.” Me: “No, you do it.” The Boy: “You do it.” Me: “No, you do it.” The Boy: “Wait, I have a plan.” Me: “What’s the plan?” The Boy: “You do it.”
