Tag: threeisms

“You try to fooze the ball into the net. I’m a good foozer.”

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.”

The Boy, hopping from foot to foot and observing how the moon seems to move:

“I’m controlling the moon!”

“While playing with Lego Star Wars figures”

“That’s his lunchbox.”
“Oh, yeah? What would a storm trooper eat for lunch?”
“Jalapeños.”