J to me, holding baby M: Are you her grandmother?
Me: Do you think I am old enough to be her grandmother?
J: Yeah.
J: War is like dodgeball but with guns but when you are out, you are in heaven.
J when I asked him why he had ashes on his forehead on Ash Wednesday: I wanted a blessing.
J: From G-d. (shit!)
M: Why do so many buildings have security guards?
Me: They are doormen. Nice buildings have them but not all buildings.
M: So papi is our security guard?
M on her Argentine friend: We are like each other's guides. I help her with English and she helps me with Spanish.
J was dying to talk to the two realtors who came over to assess our apt, one had a motorcycle helmet. J to the other guy: Do you ride on the back of his bike?
Guy: No, I ride the subway.
J: So do you guys live together?
A little later... Do you guys want to play minion Monopoly with me when you are done talking to my mom?
i love the realtor story
ReplyDeletewish i had had a camera to take pics of j skate boarding with the dogs. he looked soooooo cool