Monday, July 16, 2012

A Plumage Play-by-Play

So we were walking through the parking lot at the swimming place today.  Dylan saw a feather lying on the ground.

Nobody was reaching for it or even heading toward it, but Dylan is a bit overly concerned about certain things.  Bugs.  Toys Gage could choke on. [Even if the toy is a large block that Gage can't fit into his mouth, Dylan is worried about it.]  And germy things. 

So he springs toward the feather, carefully points at it with his toe, and says in his super speedy way (before his ADHD pills are in his system, he talks so fast that I can't even understand him sometimes), "Don'ttouchthisfeatheryouguys.  It'sgermy.  It'sagermyfeather."

Sadie, who HATES mornings and is extremely grumpy about having to take swimming lessons so early, muttered, "YOU'RE a germy feather..."

Dylan looked at her and said, "What does that even mean??"

It was super funny.

4 comments:

megan said...

LOL! That sounds really funny! CUTE picture of Sadie!!:)

Aprillium said...

:D Love his response! Goober doesn't talk super fast, he just likes to be UBER distracting to his brother and sister when they are SUPPOSED to be getting ready for the day! lol

That end part... was that supposed to mean "It's sage or my feather"?

Ben said...

OMG! as in "oh my gosh", not the other on! I just love that little girl of mine!

Cinderella, the A-Train and Our Little Caboose said...

Haha, this made me laugh!

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