Austin's Ad-libs

The kids at school today were talking about what color hair their daddies have.

A:  My Daddy doesn't have any hair.  He had hair when he was young.  But when he got old, it all fell out and turned into whiskers.

Austin's Ad-libs

Conversations with Austin during March 2014:

M:  Austin, why didn't you tell your teacher you needed to go to the bathroom?

A:  I don't know, Mommy.  I'm just allergic to people.

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A:  (Wagging his finger at his rather pregnant Sunday School teacher)  You better watch out.  That Cat in the Hat might come to your house and get in your cabinets next year and make a mess.

T:  Oh, yes, that Cat in the Hat does cause trouble.

M:  Mrs. T. will have other things (related to baby) in her cabinet next year.

A:  Yea, like ants and spiders and the Cat in the Hat.
(Poor Mrs. T.)

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A:  Mommy, let's take off Nemo's collar and bandanna off.

M:  I think we should take off his bandana, but let's leave the collar on.

A:  Yes.  We shall take the bandanna off.

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M:  Come on, Austin.  We need to hurry and get home.

A:  Why?

M:  It's dark and late.  It is past your bedtime.

A:  Well, if bedtime is past, then that means we don't have to go to bed at all.

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A:  (announces to Mommy and Daddy right around bedtime)  I ate all the food, caused mischief, and eagerly loved my dog.

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D:  Austin, you are in the bath and supposed to be wet.  I'm not in the bath, so you shouldn't be spraying water outside the tub on me.  (Earlier in the day, Daddy had put on a very old t-shirt so Austin could pull on it in one of the endless games he creates.)

A:  Oh, no.  You have on an old shirt, my friend.