The highest possible compliment
Milo: “Mommy, you’re my really big action figure that I like to snuggle with.”
Milo: “Mommy, you’re my really big action figure that I like to snuggle with.”
Morris: “If you eat a snail, you diiiiiiiiiie.”
Milo: “Snails can’t kill you, Morris. There’s no WAY a snail can kill you. Unless it’s a mutant snail. With arms. Holding a bazooka… and a flame thrower… and a pistol.”
Milo (growling): And now I will torture Mommy’s lap… BY SITTING ON IT!
Morris: “What is it?”
Milo: “It’s the name of the king who lives in the clouds. BUT YOU CAN’T SAY IT.”
Morris: “What is it?”
Milo: “YOU know, he’s the king of all the angels and his name starts with a G. And then there’s an O… And a D.” [Pause.] “And it’s pronounced, guh… aw… d.”
Morris: “God! Goddy Goddy God God!”
Milo: “MORRIS NOOOOOOOO!”
Milo: “Mom, what if there was a guy who was really small and always said, ‘Waaah! Waaah!'”
Me: “I’d probably think he was a baby.”
Milo: “Yeah, but what if THIS guy was 300 years old? WHAT WOULD YOU DO?”
Me: “I’d probably say, ‘Hey dude, I wish you could talk because there are so many questions I want to ask you! Like, what was it like when you were only 5 years old, and what do you think about the changes you’ve seen over the years, and how did you get to be 300 years old? Can I be 300 years old?”
Milo: “And he’d say, ‘Waaah! Waaah! Waaah! Waaah! Waaah! Waaah!”
Me: “And I’d say, ‘Learn English, dude!'”
Milo: “And *I’d* say, ‘Mom, this guy is weird. Can I punch him in the head?'”
Milo: “Mommy, I’m the evolved form of Morris.”
Milo: “I love my brain, yeah! Cause brains are awesome, yeah! I love brains, yeah! Cause they are awesome, yeah!”
Me: “It’s time for your bath, dude.”
Milo: “Aww!”
Me: “We can snuggle together after your bath and watch a bit of Firebreather. How does that sound?”
Milo: “That’ll be sucking awesome!”
Me: “Uh, what does THAT mean?”
Milo: “It’s when you love something so much you’ll suck on it. Yeah! Sucking awesome!”
Milo, using a walkie talkie: “Okay, I’m ready. But you won’t be able to find me – I’ve got a really hard hiding place. Over.”
Me: “Give me a hint. Over.”
Milo: “It’s near a tree. Over.”
Me: “Did you say it was near a tree? Over.”
Milo: “Yes. Over.”
Me: “We’re in the forest. EVERYWHERE is near a tree. Over.”
Milo: “I know. That’s why it’s a really hard hiding place. Over.”
Milo: “What does ‘poor’ mean?”
Me: “It means not having enough money to meet your basic needs.”
Milo: “Then I’m poor! I don’t have enough money to beat my basic needs.”
Me: “Daddy and I take of your basic needs.”
Milo: “I have one basic need that you’re not beating.”
Me: “Oh yeah? What’s that?”
Milo: “I need a car.”