Brian spent the night at my parent's house over February vacation and he had quite a few funny things to say. My mom picked him up and brought him to her house. When my dad arrived home, a few hours later, Brian said to him (In Brian's oldish man monotone voice), "Oh B I'm SO excited to be here! It's just nice to get out of the house for a few hours and get away from Kelly's screaming." My parent's assured him there would be no screaming and Brian was pleased.
After dinner my mom was talking to Brian and asked him, "If you were going to get me a present, what would you get me?" Brian responded, "New clothes." My mom, a little taken back said, "Why?" Brian responded with a response no woman ever wants to hear, "Because you're getting bigger." My mom, slightly shocked, self conscious and saddened (because you should always believe everything a 5 year old says) said, "You think I'm getting bigger?!" Brian responded, "Nonni, everyone gets bigger and out grows their clothes and then needs new ones." My mom, breathing a sigh of relief said, "Oh, I'm not growing bigger anymore." We're still not sure if Brian bought that or not.
At breakfast my mom made the standard breakfast for Brian every time he stays over, Eggo waffles. Brian said to my mom, "Nonni, you make the BEST waffles. My mom is a chef, but YOU make the best waffles."
You just gotta love that kid. He's a good good boy (and he thinks I'm a chef!).
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