Eli definitely has the ability to keep us in stitches. Sometimes he understands what he's saying is funny which makes it even better.
Tonight at supper as he's forcibly eating (yes it is possible to force feed yourself) peas and Alison is sitting beside him teasing him (truly a brother/sister relationship has evolved) poking him in the arm he puts his spoon down, with a very exasperated smack, looks at Alison and says, "stop touching me!" then he looks at me and says, "Mom! Girls. They always touching me." I said, "Ok, do we need to have them stop?" His reply, "no, me like them". Confused yet? I was.
Then as we are finishing supper I was putting the cap back on the salad dressing. Eli sits directly across from me and I guess there was condensation on the bottle that splattered on him. In the most appalled 9 year old voice you can imagine, he shouts, "Mom! You SPIT on me!" That took a lot of convincing to make him believe that I did not spit on him. It's a wonder the kid ever makes it through a meal.
I love the genuine words that spill from children's mouths!
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