We're in the process of switching Preston over to whole milk. We're to the half formula, half whole milk stage (usually). Dylan is a little obsessed with what type of milk Preston gets to drink and doesn't understand why he all of a sudden can drink "cow's milk" instead of "baby milk". He was asking me if Preston could drink cow's milk and I told him yes, but he still drinks baby milk. I think he still remembers when the answer to that question was "No, Preston drinks baby milk." Here's a bit of the conversation.
Dylan: What kind of milk do we drink?
Me: Cow milk
Dylan: What kind of milk do babies drink?
Me: Mommy's milk or formula. It's special milk for babies, but Preston is getting a little bit bigger and he'll be able to drink cow milk soon too.
Dylan: Hey Mom, I know where we get babies' milk
Me: Where?
Dylan: Baby cows. And horses give us vegetables and pigs give us fruit.
Me: I think fruit comes from trees and vegetables come from the garden.
Dylan: And chickens give us (pause to think for a second)...chicken, so we can have ham sandwiches. Wait, I know what chickens give us - cheese.
At this point, he's obviously just being silly and wants me to laugh. I stop responding with an answer since it's clearly not a teaching moment - he's just messing with me. I couldn't help but chuckle a little. Who knows where that kid came from? He's a nut!
2 comments:
Dylan cracks me up. Thanks for sharing your funny stories. That one made me laugh out loud and then I had to read it to Chris.
-Laura
That's why I have to share. He's just too funny to keep to myself. I can't be the only one enjoying a silly 4-year-old boy.
Post a Comment