A Mental Obstacle Course....

...is what my brain often goes through when I have conversations with Aidan. Here's a sample from today:

Aidan: Does Erin need a pacifier?

Me: I don't think so.  Not right now.

Aidan: Is she getting hungry?

Me: Not yet.

Aidan: When she cries, and if I find her pacifier, can I earn a dollar?

Me: Huh?

Aidan: Repeats above sentence.

Me: No, a dollar would be too much money for finding a pacifier.

Aidan: What if it's really lost?

Me: Well, still...I don't usually pay my kids to find things (I say usually, because I actually have before).

Aidan: How much money could I get if I find her pacifier? (Can you tell by now that Erin's pacifier is very often missing??)

Me: None. Why do you want money?

Aidan: I want to buy something at Toys R Us.

Me: What do you want?

Aidan: Something plastic...well, lots of things plastic.

Me: What kind of plastic things.

Aidan: They all come together.

Me: WHAT all comes together?

Aidan: Whales. I really want those whales I saw. But they cost $5.

Me: Ohhhhh.

Aidan: So if you need me to find something that costs $5, let me know.

Me: How about my wedding ring? That'll win ya a prize for sure. (My wedding ring has been missing since I was pregnant with Molly Grace. I'm still counting on St. Anthony to help me out!).

I won't continue (even though the conversation did) but you get the picture....  I often have no idea where our conversations are going to end up.  Aidan has the art of conversation, the gift of gab. It's an Irish trait. And we all know where he gets it from...Like father like son :)