Colton Goes Camping

Nanan: What do you want to do when you grow up?
C: I want to go in space!
Nanan: And what would you do in space?
C: I want to chase down all the star ships! 

C: Where's Dad?
Me: He went to call Opa.  He has to drive a little bit until he can get reception.
C: Yeah, cuz we're way out in Pittsburgh!

C: I'll get it!
Me: I've got it.
C: Why do you always get things when I say I'm going to?
Me: Because I'm the meanest mom ever.
C: You need to stop being mean!
Me: Or?
C: I'm going to stop paying you!
Good ol' threat to the mom salary... 

Rope swing from swim lessons 6/8 ~

Colton Goes Pretend Camping

C: I got to sit and cuddle with Mom until I farted.
Boys...!

C: In this green space (aka Canada), there are lots of camping spots, so that's where I am going to camp!

Me: How long was your camping trip?
C: 55 days!
Me: That's a long time!
C: Yeah, it was 14 weeks!

Me: What did you have for lunch on your camping trip?
C: Clams and fries.
Me: At the lake?
C: No, from the bakery!

Me: I would like to take you and your brothers to go see Yellowstone again.
C: And we could stay for one night.
Me: Hopefully a few nights.  It takes a few days to go through Yellowstone since it's huge.
C: And dynamic!

C: And Yellowstone has trees that come on fire.
Me: Only if there's lightning, or somebody drops a cigarette, or something and starts the fire.  They don't spontaneously burst into flame.
C: Only if we had our fire-lighter-thing and accidentally dropped it and it started a fire.

C: Driving races is much harder than running races!  The turns are a lot more complicated.
Me: Because turning left is hard.

C: Cars with tails have those little, red lights in them. And do you know what they're for?
Me: No, what?
C: Brakes! Is that pretty cool?
Me: You sure do want a car with a spoiler, eh?