Evening conversations

Once or twice a week Jared has a difficult time going to sleep. I don't know if he gets over tired or what but he comes up with some creative reasons as to why he needs mommy upstairs with him. Last week he said his legs were really itchy so he needed creamies. Last night it was his throat and wheezing that was keeping him up. Both of those were not true. I gave him some fake medicine and laid in his bed with him. Every minute or so he would start talking about something different. It makes me laugh when I think back to the things he was saying. This is all occurring when we are supposed to be going to sleep.

J: "Do you know that I don't fish in the morning? I only fish at night. I need a fishing pole."
K: "Uh huh."

This next one is gross so you may want to skip over it.
J: "Do farts come out of your wang (I know so inappropriate but that is what Daddy taught him to call it) or your butt?"
K: "Your butt where your poop comes out. That is why they are so stinky."
At this point we were cracking up laughing. It was probably close to 10pm.

J: "I want to get the Power Rangers toy that makes stuff. Like motorcycles and stuff."
K: "Uh huh."

J: "I think Josh, me, you and Daddy should all sleep in my bed."
K: "Uh huh."

I could go on and on but I have to get into the shower before Josh wakes up from his nap. I hope it makes you smile reading this like it makes me smile writing this.