Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Conversations Overheard...

So, last night on the way to Vacation Bible School, Kendall is sitting in the backseat with 2 of her friends just chatting away. This is a normal occurrence, as Kendall has a tendency to dominate the conversation most of the time. Anyway, these 3 little girls are in the back of the Odyssey, doing armpit farts (no, not my proudest moment), giggling and talking nonstop. All of the sudden, I hear Kendall say (very seriously, of course)...

"Hey guys, you know what? This week, four of my chickens died. And it's really sad, because, well, one of them was my favorite golden hen, Puffy."

"Oh, Kendall, that's really sad!" says Shea.

"Yeah, it is. I cried a little bit." Kendall replies.

"Well," says Abby, "you know, I'll bet Puffy is up in heaven!"

And here is what my daughter says...

"You're darn right she is! She's up there laying golden eggs for God!"

So right about now I am ready to bust a gut, but trying not to let them know I am listening. The conversation continues, very dramatically...

"Yeah, guys...and you know what else? Those darn coyotes came and killed my chickens and took NOTHING from them! NOTHING! Not even the meat!"

OK, not just laughing to myself anymore...laughing right out loud...and they are oblivious...

"Did you hear me guys? They killed my chickens and DIDN'T EVEN TAKE THE MEAT!!!"

Where, oh where, does she come up with this stuff?

4 comments:

Logziella said...

Oh my gosh...too stinkin cute!!

Thanks for sharing! Missed ya. :0)

Kate said...

Kids . . they're resilient. Just wanted to drop a line and say I added you to my blog roll. Keep up the good work!

Kuckie said...

Logzie - just took a break, my dear...just a break...that's all!

Kate - thanks! Glad you stopped by!

IEAT_SNOWMANPOOP said...

Hey arm pit farts are fun. They will look back in 20 years and say remember the time we were in the van talking about chickens and doing arm pit farts. Good times. Good Times.

 
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