Friday, September 24, 2010

treats at "Snonic"


Dennis had some truly excellent quips today. He announced in the Trooper (which we were driving earlier today after bringing it home from Alabaster so Gran & Pop could ride together), "hey, look! It's an armrest puppet!". And when we looked, we saw that he had removed the armrest cover from his booster seat and was making it talk to us. We had a good laugh over it, appreciating his creativity. After meeting up with Gran and Pop at Waffle House (his idea--he heard they were there and got on the phone to say "umm, Gran, I was wondering if I could come and meet you there at the Waffle House"), we were taking the Trooper back to their place to pick up our Blazer. Dennis said "but I want to keep this car" and I asked him why. He said he liked it better and we asked if he'd like the Blazer better if we cleaned it out. He said something that I thought was 'i will thank you if you clean it out' but he corrected me. What he actually said ("well, actually, I said") was "I will direct you when you clean it out". Nice.

By this evening I was desperate for some quiet, even though I love his little chatter. I took an hour and then was missing him, so we took a late night (for him) ride to take his movie back to the Redbox before 9 pm. I asked where he wanted to go next and he said "the Lego store" and I told him it was closed (knowing that the one at the Galleria was closed or would before we got there). He said "not the one at Downtown Disney--it's open late!". I tried to explain that it would take us until well into tomorrow to get there. I asked if he wanted to go for ice cream. He said "they are fresh out of ice cream at Downtown Disney because all the people came and they were buying it and they bought it all". I offered Sonic, he bargained for Durbin's, which I had to again report as closed. I said we could go to a gas station and shop for treats. He said "we can go to 'Snonic' first and get ice cream and then we can go to the gas station and shop for treats". I turned left onto Highway 22 and he began to cry, telling me Sonic was the other way. I turned around and I asked him what he wanted. He said "at Snonic, I want chocolate ice cream with boogers on it. And ham on it too. Is it called Snonic because they have snot there?". I took a moment to teach him the correct name. We sat outside and enjoyed our ice cream on this beautiful evening. Dennis pushed the button and told them he wanted chocolate ice cream and I gave our order when they asked. He was a little put out, saying "why didn't she talk to me, Mom?". He kept me entertained by telling a fellow Sonic patron "we are on a long journey--we came from Walmart, but it's okay because I know a shortcut". He was full of information and I just enjoyed his company. He's quite the conversationalist these days, and it was nice to hear him telling me things instead of asking me 'why?" a million times. His questions are both profound and numerous, and while I try to seize every learning opportunity I can, sometimes I just can't answer everything (or I'd never sleep at night). He sure is a fun companion much of the time, and that's such a blessing!

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