Conversations

Madelyn: Hey, Mom, what's for dinner?

Me: Chicken

Madelyn: Why is it called chicken?

Me: Because it's chicken.

Madelyn: You mean like a chicken, chicken?

Me: Umm....yes.

Madelyn: You mean I'm eating a chicken?

Me: Well, a part of it, yes.

Madelyn: What about pork?

Me: Well, that's from a pig.

Madelyn: You mean a pig, pig?

Me: Yes, a real pig.

Madelyn: You mean I'm really eating different animals?

Me: Yes, hon.

Madelyn: How did I not know that?

Pierce (in the crowded pool bathroom): Let's play a rhyming game.

Me: Okay, you start.

Pierce: Yucky

Me: Lucky

Pierce: Trucky

Me: Silly. I don't think that's a word.

Pierce (laughing and yelling): Is *ucky a word? * = F

Me: Don't think so, bud.

Pierce: What about ducky?

Me: Sure

Pierce: *ucky ducky! That rhymes!

Me: Hey bud, let's not say that again, okay?