Lex's hello greeting as he and Iyezk are putting on their coats:
"Hey Mom, I think I'm going to be a cop car driver when I get big. That means I'll be a cop, because only cops get to drive the cop cars. But you'll call me a police officer. That's the other name for cops."
Me: That seems like a pretty good plan.
Lex: Okay Iyezk, let's go! My car's here!
Me: Lex, why are your boots on the wrong feet?
Lex: Because it makes me fast! Way faster!
and he runs out the door, across the lawn, and toward the car
Watch how faaassssssttttt I can ggggoooooooo!
As we loaded up and drove away I told them I needed to make a quick stop at the store.
Iyezk: I think it's okay, but only if we go in with you.
Me: Yes lets hurry, we need to get back before the rest of the kids get home.
And then I noticed they weren't right behind me.
They were walking sort of bull-legged, shuffling in slow motion.
Iyezk: We're old men.
Lex: Old mans don't go really fast.
And they continued to trail behind me, slouching and shuffling, surprisingly in sync.
Me: I just need to grab some vegetables.
Lex: We need suckers!
Me: I'm not buying suckers.
Iyezk: Suckers are free. You get them over there! (pointing at the bank) These old guys are getting suckers.
And they shuffled off to get the suckers.
|The "old mans" getting their suckers ("under armor" backwards boots and all).|
I paid for our onions and peppers, they got their suckers, and as we loaded back in the car, Lex begin stripping off shirts and shoes and socks.
Me: Lex, leave your clothes on.
Lex: I'm just going to wear my under armor now. I'm not putting the others back on. (He had a black long john shirt I bought at Target for $2 that he seemed to be considering putting back on. The shoes and socks, the shirt that went over it, and the coat seemed out of the question.)
Me: Lex, that isn't under armor.
Lex: Mom. It is.
Things are all so clear when you're four.