Conversations

Isaiah (pointing to a photo of a blue tractor in a book): That's Grandpa's tractor.

Mama: That's right.

Isaiah: Grandpa will give you (meaning "me") a ride on his tractor.

Mama: I bet he will.

Isaiah: Or on a combine.

Mama: A combine?

Isaiah: Or on a airplane.

Mama: I don't know if Grandpa can fly an airplane.

Isaiah: Maybe Grandma can fly a airplane.

Feeling inspired, Grandma?

And later that same day...

Marian (to Matt): I think you're going to have to buy a shotgun when Bernadette grows up.

Matt: Why?

Marian: Because she's so pretty.

Matt: Oh, if we raise her right there'll be no need for that.

Marian: Yeah...

Matt: She'll have her own shotgun.