Monday, March 18, 2013


Houston:  'Mommy, this my friend.'

Me: 'Your friend? What's his name?'

Houston: 'His name is 'Sir'. See. He right there.'  (pointing to the floor beside him.)

Me: 'Oh yea? I see.'

Houston: 'He shy. He not talk in the woo-woo.' (talking about the police car.)

Me: (trying not to laugh) 'OH. He's shy, huh? He doesn't like to talk in the woo-woo?'

Houston: 'No. Follow me, we need to go put out fires. You honk. You the fire truck.'

haha . . . oh the start to imaginary friends and imaginations growing large! Love it. 

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