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    January 6, 2009

    A conversation with SuperChic:

    Me: You need a bath, you stink.

    SuperChic: No baths

    Me: You can take a bath tomorrow morning before school.

    S: No more baths.

    Me: Would you like to take a shower?

    S: No!.

    Me: You want to go to school all stinky.

    S: Yes. I never want to take a bath or shower again.

    Me. Then I guess you’ll never get married, ’cause boys don’t like stinky girls.

    S: Yes they do.

    Me: No they don’t. They like girls who smell nice and clean.

    S: Not the cool ones.

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    A conversation with Rapunzel

    Rapunzel: I don’t like driving by the grave.

    Me: You mean the cemetery? Graves are what the casket goes in. The cemetery is what the graves are in.

    R: Oh. Well I don’t like them. They stink.

    Me: They what?

    R: They stink.

    Me: Why?

    R: Because of all the dead people.

    Me: They do not stink.

    R: Yes they do. It has a dead body in it, it has to stink.

    Me. Nope they use embalming fluid to make it so your body doesn’t rot so fast. Otherwise you couldn’t see people before they were buried. They’d be all stinky and their skin would be coming off and there’d be lots of bugs.

    R: Well, when it does start to rot it’s going to smell and the smell will come out.

    Me: Nope. They seal the casket, but you can just bury me in a pine box and let the worms eat me. I won’t need my body anymore.

    R: Well, what about those room ones? They have to smell bad.

    Me: You mean a mausoleum or tomb? They’re still in a casket. It shouldn’t smell.

    R: You don’t know. You’ve never been in one.

    Me: No, I haven’t, but your Grandpa’s Grandpa or Uncle is buried in a wall in a cemetery. I’ve been there and he wasn’t the only one. There was a whole wall with dead people in it and it didn’t smell at all.

    R: Why was he buried in a wall?????

    Me: I have no clue. Ask your Grandpa.

    2 Comments »

    1. Rhi says:

      “Not cool ones.”

      HAAAA!

      January 7th, 2009 at 10:34 am

    2. lynne says:

      Wow what a conversation!!! I don’t know how I would have handled the “graves ” talk. Maybe that’s the reason they bury us six feet under…?

      January 11th, 2009 at 1:05 pm

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