Colton Is Home!

Dad: Have you been picking at your scalp, buddy?
C: Yeah, I was itching my brain. And I pick there when my brain itches so it doesn't hurt when I pull on it.

C: Hey Dad, this rice is pretty good with beans in it!

C: I'm just gonna go play with the baby while my dinner cools.

C: I'm just giving you kisses because I missed you!

C: Can I watch Ratatournity? (Ratatouille)
Dad reports he liked it, except for the "mean" parts.

Me: Did you like Ratatouille?
C: Not so much. I didn't like the beginning because of the shooting!
Yet he *loves* Tron?

C: Can you count by threes to 8?
Me: 3-6-9. Hmm, I passed 8.
C: I'll show you how I count by threes. 3-5-6-8.  See?

C: Do you know why I have to have a light on at night?
Me: Why?
C: Because I'm scared of the dark.
Me: There's nothing to be afraid of.
C: But what if I fell off my bed in the dark?
Me: You can't.  There's a rail there.
C: But what if that rail wasn't there?
Me: You would go THUMP and be in the dark.  Good night, Colton.