During our Thursday drive to and from Summerville for Bible Study Charlie and I had some "interesting" conversations...
To Summerville...
Following a lengthy description of "Funland", the rainbow land with no naps, candy for breakfast and no sugar-tummy where Daddy's don't have to work and everything is made out of flowers and raindrops and sunshine rainbows and clouds.
Charlie: You're really fun, Mom.
Mommy: Thank you. You're really fun, too. That's why we're such a good pair.
Charlie: I want to live with you.
Mommy: You do live with me, Buddy.
Charlie: But I want to live with you when I'm big.
Mommy: Well, you can talk to your wife and maybe you two can live really nearby.
Charlie: I'm scared to get married.
Mommy: Why are you scared to get married?
Charlie: [Incoherent mumbling].
Mommy: What?
Charlie: Girls will think I'm silly.
Mommy: Well, you just need to find a girl that's as silly as your mommy and she'll fit in great.
Charlie: Will I have to dance?
And back to West Ashley...
Charlie: Mom, will you hand me my black mask. Yeah! There, there, there [as Mom gropes blindly in the backseat]. Remember how I as a cowboy?
Mommy: Yes.
Charlie: Well, now I'm a super hero. I just put this on.
Mommy: Does it cover your secret identity like Mr. Incredible?
Charlie: Yes.
Mommy: What is your super power?
Charlie: My feet turn into roller skates!
Mommy: Are you Rollerboy?
Charlie: Well, in the movies they usually call "Superman Helper Spiderman". I'm the black Spiderman.
Mommy: Really?
Charlie: And I have my own changing room where I push the button on my rollerskates. And you just roll an inch then whoosh. You go so fast. Like a horse...wait no, like a car on a highway...what is faster than a car on a highway?
Mommy: An airplane?
Charlie: A jet! Fast like a jet. Does a police jet go fast when it's trying to catch a bad guy?
Mommy: Yes. Very fast.
Charlie: Fast like a horse police jet catching a bad guy.
