the sometimes senseless ravings (and the occassional rant) of an aspiring marine ecologist who may enjoy killing things a little too much

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Conversations with Max

Conversation #1
Me: Man, my throat hurts.
Max: Medicine!

Conversation #2
After smelling poop, I turned to Max and said: Did you poop?
Max: (mischievous grin; points to chair he's sitting in) Chair poop.
Me: Come on, let's go get changed. You pooped.
Max: Chair poop! No change!

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