March 20, 2010

The Ants

What in the world could possibly be so interesting?
Ahhh... Haaa!
I guess that ant bed I thought I took care of last summer isn't so "taken care of" afterall.

Isaiah: Mom, I hant to hatch the hants. (want to watch the ants.)
Brendan: Me get it Mom. Frow it in the trash?
Isaiah: NOOOOOOOOOOO! Me hatching it!
Mom: Let him watch the ant.
Brendan: OK.
The boys each pick an ant that is "theirs" and watch the ants "race."
Did you know blowing ants make them go faster?
Isaiah figured that out when his guy wasn't winning.
Isaiah: My hant is head, Mom. Kiss him hetter.
Mom: Mommy doesn't kiss ants, Son.
Brendan: Me will.
Mom: NOOOOOO! It's time for the ants to go back outside so they can find their Mommies and go to bed. OK?
Isaiah: Me have a hinter.
Mom: A what?
Isaiah: A hinter. (Holds out his hand and points.)
Mom: A splinter?
Isaiah: Yes.
Mom: Got it! Now to get those ants "home!"

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