Listening In

I was helping out in my little one's pre-school class and the teacher asked, as she was teaching an excited bunch a song for their Thanksgiving Program, "Does anyone know what a hymn is?"

A sweet boy answered, a bit surprised at such an obvious question, yet pleased he knew the answer,
"A boy."

The quick teacher smiled and answered, "Yes it is!"


As we drove home from school, London and his friend were discussing what bones are made of.  I was eavesdropping.

"My bones are made out of metal! Really!"
"Oh, mine are made of sandwiches."
laughter
"me too"
"Actually, mine are made out of snakes."
laughing
"What if mine were made out of bombs.  Then if someone ripped my bones out, they would touch it then explode." evil laugh

"My dad can build anything.  He's a construction worker. He can even build a house."
"Oh, I don't know what my dad does.  He works that way."
Guess what my dad dressed up as for Halloween?"
"What"
"Himself. He dressed up as daddy."
"I dressed up as a dragon.  Not a mean one, a cute one."
"I was Darth Vader. I was not cute."
"Were you mean?"
"No, because it wasn't dark out."