conversations with a budding genius.

i drove to and from boston in the past 24 hours to get the girls for the week. we finally get back tonight to my house in jersey, and bird is SICK of the car. i am sick of the car, i feel her pain. we have to eat though, so we venture out. the conversation goes like this, as we see nearly everywhere is packed and there's a wait.


we pull into the TGIFriday's parking lot. packed.
"uhh.. how about somewhere else..", i say.
i drive through the best buy parking lot.
"how about best buy?", i ask as a joke.
bird says, "you can't eat at best buy."
"why not?"
"they don't have food."
"what, you can't digest paper?", i say.
"MoooOOOoom."
"how about the bookstore. you can digest a BOOK. hyuk hyuk", i say, earning no love.
"digest a book?", she asks.
"yeah, you know..absorb what it says...retain it in your memory."
"oh."

just trying to lighten the mood and tease her and odd a little bit.

so, we pull into outback and it is PACKED as is every other place on a saturday night. i groan, i am not waiting. too much driving - i just want to eat and go home and go to bed.

bird chirps, "hey, mom, we can go eat at KARATE", which is the title of a business within eyesight of outback.

"you can have a knuckle sandwich," she says smugly.

pwned by a 7 year old.