From the files of My Kid Says the Weirdest Things:
Scene: Right before Darling's bedtime, she's fillibustering over teethbrushing...I'm trying to figure out my new cell phone. So far, I'm not impressed with AT&T.
Darling: Guess what, Mama! A police officer came to our school today and he told us about emergencies and you should call 911.
Me: Really? What else did he say?
Darling: He said if you call 911, police officers, firemen and aliens come to rescue you.
Me (choking laughter): Are you sure he didn't mean police officers, firemen and ambulances?
Darling: NO! He said aliens.
Darling: You have a new phone. I wish I had a real phone.
Me: Maybe when you're 12...
Darling: After I'm 4, I'll be 12.
Me: Well, not in sequential order.
Me: We'll see...
Darling: My tummy hurts. Can I call 911?
Me: No, Darling. It's bedtime.
We'll have the aliens and 911 talk later. Hopefully before Will Smith shows up at our door.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Posted by MoxieMamaKC at 11:53 AM