Saturday, November 23, 2013

More Musings from the Back Seat

This conversation happened last week.  I've only just gotten around to posting it.

JJ: I don't believe in God.

Me: Okay.

Schatz (scandalized): What!?! How can you not believe in God?

JJ:  I believe in science instead.

Schatz: Oh, yeah?  Well, I don't believe in science!  So there.

JJ:  Come ON!  How can you not believe in science?  That doesn't even make SENSE.

Schatz: God loves you.  And he's nice.  And I DON'T believe in science.  I'm going to believe in God and nothing else. 

This heated discussion went on for two or three more blocks until:

Me:  JJ?

JJ: Yes.

Me:  I don't think she knows exactly what science means.  She's just picking a fight with you.  It's okay if you both believe different things. It'll be okay.

JJ: Oh.  Okay.

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Musings from the Back Seat During Carpool

Schatz:  Have you ever been to America?

JJ: Of course!  EVERYBODY knows I've been to America.  I was born in San Antonio.

Schatz:  Where was I born, Mom?

Me: San Angelo.

Schatz: I was born in San Angelo.

JJ: Haven't you ever heard of the Evolutionary War?

Schatz: No.

JJ:  It's the war we fought so that we could have George Washington as our president.

Schatz:  Nuh uh!!  Our president isn't George Washington.  Our president is named something Obama.  MOM!  Tell JJ that George Washington isn't our president.

Me (turning into the roundabout):  George Washington was our first president, but President Obama is our president right now.

JJ:  See!?!

Schatz (at the same time): I told you! 

Monday, November 18, 2013

Shoes and Feet

The school mornings around here are pretty typical.  A lot of "Did you make your bed?"  "Please hang up this wet towel."  "Is your room tidy?" and "Put your lunch box in your backpack."  So she was starting to be a little irritable when...

Me: Wrong feet.

Schatz:  What?

Me:  You are putting your shoes on the wrong feet.

Schatz (sighing in exasperation):  Well, I don't know what to tell ya.  These are the only feet I've got.

Friday, November 8, 2013

Roger Learns to Tell Time

Maura was at the school disco.  We were at home watching Man of Steel when....

Roger:  We can only watch Superman for thirty minutes then we need to turn it off to go get Maura.

Schatz: What time is the disco finished?

Roger:  Nine o'clock.

Schatz:  And what time is it now?

Roger:  It's eight twenty.

Schatz:  No.  I mean, what TIME is it?

Roger: It's twenty minutes after eight.

Schatz (getting upset):  NO-O-O!  I am asking WHAT TIME IS IT?

Roger:  I don't understand the question, honey. It's eight twenty.

Me (translating):  She's asking what the big hand is on.

Roger: The big hand is on the four.  We have to leave to go get Maura when the big hand is on the ten.

Schatz (obviously relieved):  Thank you!  That's all I was asking.