Driving to Peoria, I had the boys cornered and thought I'd try to write a posting via my phone. That was a bad idea. They can talk much faster than I can type with my thumbs. Anyway, rather than writing about their week, Owen and Rion decided to ask each other questions. Following is their conversation.
Owen: Rion, what's your favorite number?
Rion: 100. It's a one and two zeroes. Owen, what's your favorite number?
Owen: 25. I just like 25. When I'm 25 I won't need to be with you guys anymore.
Rion: Owen, what's your favorite zoo animal?
Owen: My favorite zoo animal is a jaguar. Rion, what's your favorite food?
Rion: Mac and cheese. Owen, what's your favorite animal pet?
Owen: That's easy. (Pause) Actually it's not easy. Bird. Rion, what's your favorite drink?
Rion: Juice. Owen, what's your favorite plant?
Owen: I'm not saying poison ivy. It's my last favorite. It's trees. Trees help you survive.
Rion: No, they make paper towels.
Owen: Rion, what's your favorite kind of car? (And, in case you are wondering, yes, they really said each other's name each time they would ask a question. They are always saying each other's names.)
Rion: Minivan
Owen: What kind?
Rion: Color first. All different kinds of colors. Red.
Owen: What kind? Toyota, Honda, Hyundai, Ford?
Rion: Ford! Ford is my favorite one.
Bud: Why do you want a minivan?
Rion: We want people and a tv in a minivan. We want to watch tv.
Owen: On the way to daycare...
The conversation went downhill from there. They lost focus on the questions and just wanted to talk about the shows they could watch in the minivan and the far away places they could drive to watch all of those shows. -N