Jackson: “What’s a terrorist?”
Me: (Uh-oh) “Ahh, it’s someone who tries to scare and intimidate people into doing what they want them to do. Like, Oh, I don’t want women to vote, and I want them to walk around with pillow cases on their heads! And then the terrorist might threaten to blow up a building if the government doesn’t make a new law and do what they say, even if no one else really wants women to not vote and wear pillowcases on their heads.”
That’s okay, right? Sort of defined it without getting too scary?
So then later it’s bedtime and we’re skipping around to different sections of Jackson’s 2008 Guinness Book of World Records, and we start reading about the world’s most expensive hotel room. And Jack then comes in and Jackson goes, “Dad! Did you know that the world’s most expensive hotel room costs thirty-seven million — “
“Thousand.”
“– thirty-seven thousand dollars a night? And it has four beds, and a jacuzzi, and you get your own private terrorist!”
“TERRACE.”
He was disappointed when he found out what a terrace was.
I’m not actually sure what I’d do with my own private terrorist.
Bossy is her own private terrorist. How’s that?
Sic him on George Bush??
A friend of mine’s 4 yr old son asked her what “bosom” meant. After long, drawn out over-explanation, he still looked confused. He said, “I thought they hung upside down in trees?”
He meant possum.
Force him to play monopoly repeatedly until he admits capitalism works?
This? Is why I love having conversations with kids.
Oh, I know exactly what I would do with my own private terrorist. Exactly.
Will she look like Beatrix Kiddo or do I have to pay extra for that?
I live with 2 terrorists…they’re called kids.
“Like, Oh, I don’t want women to vote, and I want them to walk around with pillow cases on their heads!”
Hee Hee Hee!!! That just cracked me up!!
My sons asked me when they were young, “what’s a boner?” and they were so proud to know they had experienced one, “I’ve had that!”
Ahhhh Kids
Your new work buddies read this?
Pretty much the same thing you’d do with your own private Idaho?
Having a private terrorist would be AWESOME. So much more useful than a private dancer.
Terrorist… terrace… whatever.
Hmmm…I can totally think of quite a few uses I would put my own private terrorist to. And they all involve the phrase “Bend over and grab your ankles”!
that is awesomely awesome. and funny as hell.
Oh my god, I love kids speak.
I could definitely use a private terrorist on my terrace. We’ve got a couple downstairs neighbors they could throw pillowcases over. Those two should DEFINITELY not be voting.
Private terrorist? Yes please.
Four words.
My parking space, thankyou.
Private terrorist – so much more useful than a private dancer.
Hee! Once when my son was 8, he asked me what abortion meant. Or at least, I THOUGHT he’d said “abortion”. Turns out he really wanted a definition of the word “worship”.
Don’t sit in the front row at the heavy metal concerts, kids. You’ll pay for it when you’re old.
P.S. I’m pretty sure that’s the day I started drinking vodka right out of the bottle.
That’s so funny. I have a friend from Quebec who says “terrace” so that it sounds like “terrorist”. She claims it is because she is trying to sound american and not pronounce it ter-ahss.
Seriously. SO funny.
Oh, I know what I’d do. I totally know. First on my list, I’d make him do my laundry.
I would make the writers of “House” give my boyfriend Chase more screen time.
Do terrorists do the dishes?
This is clearly not a comment about terrorism but about insomnia as it is 12:17 am and I am most definitely NOT sleeping. I seem to remember a post you did a few months back that involved putting lavender oil on your feet? Does that sound vaguely familiar? I’ve got the damn oil and some foot lotion but for the life of me I can’t locate your old post.
Would you do a fellow insomniac a kindness and tell me what helped you?
Also, chamomile tea SUCKS even with honey. I am still not sleepy.
Thanks, Nicole Freire
LOL… thanks for the laugh. I’ll have to come here again.
Nicole! This post mentions insomnia and calcium, and this one mentions lavender. Good luck!
Lmao! I could go for a private terrorist myself…
my hair got shorter and your hair got longer – it is so great to be back in touch with your blog! i’m working again and only access the computer during the day AND YOUR BLOG WAS BLOCKED by the filter thing. today, it was not. HA!