Kids Are Too Funny!

Here are some interesting things I've heard around the house lately:

Two nights ago, I awoke at 4 a.m. with Henry sitting next to my bed. He said, "I'm sorry Mom." "For what?" I mumbled. "I'm sorry I killed that kid." He had a bad dream, or a scary story as he calls it. He climbed into bed with me a fell asleep. The next morning, he wouldn't stop apologizing to me for killing that kid. I had to reassure him that it was just a dream and that he really didn't kill anybody. Out of curiosity, I asked him how the "murder" went down. He said, "I smashed him with my back!" How disturbing. Poor kid.

Last evening as I was preparing dinner, Gillian was in her room during her homework. I heard her call to Elliot, "Hey Elliot! Who killed Abraham Lincoln?" Without hesitation, Elliot answered back, "Booth!" What in the world? How does he know that?

This morning, as the kids were putting on their backpacks to go to school (school in late June - I still can't get used to it), Elliot stated to the girls, "Today is going to be partly cloudy." The randomness of that comment made me chuckle. I didn't know he knew how to look up the daily weather forecast. He was right - it's partly cloudy right now!

I thought of one more - One day on the way to Target, we passed Chuck E. Cheese's (yuck). Henry looked out the window and exclaimed, "Oh, look! Chuck E. Cheez-its!"