Grant has had quite the imagination the last few days. I am not sure where it is all coming from but it is pretty funny. Here are a few of the conversations that we have had the last couple of mornings:
Monday morning:
Me, "Grant, what would like like for breakfast?"
Grant after some thinking, "Ummm tiger's blood."
Me, "Tiger's blood, how about this?" holding up a bottle of ketchup after some quick thinking that eggs would be good.
Grant, "That is not tiger's blood that is ketchup."
Me, "I don't think we have any tiger's blood."
Grant, "We do mom it is hiding."
Monday morning:
Me, "Grant, what would like like for breakfast?"
Grant after some thinking, "Ummm tiger's blood."
Me, "Tiger's blood, how about this?" holding up a bottle of ketchup after some quick thinking that eggs would be good.
Grant, "That is not tiger's blood that is ketchup."
Me, "I don't think we have any tiger's blood."
Grant, "We do mom it is hiding."
The only thing that I can gather is that he is referring to a shaved ice flavor that one of his cousins got while we were in Utah a couple of weeks ago.
Thursday morning:
Grant, "Mom I want juice." (juice = soda at our house)
Me, "No, you can have milk."
Grant, "No, the milk is still sleeping."
Me, "It is sleeping?"
Grant opening the fridge, "See mom it is still sleeping."