Henry and I took a long road trip this weekend to and from Prince Edward Island. It gave us many, many hours to play his favourite car game: What animal am I thinking of?
Me: Is this animal a shark?
Henry: Dad! You can't ask that as your first question!
Me: But, is it a shark?
Henry: Yes!
Me: OK, my turn. I'm thinking of an animal. What is it?
Henry: Does it have fur or feathers?
Me: Fur.
Henry: What colour of fur?
Me: Brown.
Henry: What sound does it make?
Me: Sort of a 'chit-chit-chit' chatter.
Henry: Where does it live?
Me: In trees.
Henry: Is it a squirrel?
Me: It is TOTALLY a squirrel.
Henry/Me: Woooo!
Henry: OK, my turn. (pause) OK, I'm thinking of an animal.
Me: Is it a shark?
Henry: Dad!
4 comments:
I am thinking of a shark, too. Specifically, of two shark stakes in my fridge which I am going to smother in lemon sauce...
Steak, steak not stake... I have been reading to much Bosnian historical literature and stakes play quite a prominent role which I' rather not discuss on a family blog...
Thanks for the smile.
I love your little Henry.. hehe
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