We had a little 5 year old boy come in with his mom today to get an order. He came over to sit a couple chairs away from me, so I started talking to him. I found out he has the same name as my grandson.
Conversation #1:
Me: Do you spell your name with a C or a K?
Him: (spells his name - with a C)
Me: My grandson spells it with a K
Him: Why does he do that???
Conversation #2:
Him: (stretching) I've got growing pains.
Me: You do?
Him: Yeah, but I don't think it's serious. In fact, I'm probably over them already.
Conversation #3:
Mother: Are you ready to go yet?
Him: No
Him: (to me) You know, it's really nice just sitting here talking with you.
:0)
Conversation #4:
Me: (working on some embroidery)
Him: When are you going to do the lines?
Me: I am doing the lines, see I'm doing the stems of these flowers.
Him: Not those lines, the other ones.
Me: The flowers?
Him: No the other lines.
Me: (having no idea what lines he's talking about) I guess I'll get to them when I'm done with this.
Him: When I come back here will you show me how you did those lines?
Me: Sure, I bring this in my bag every day.
Conversation #5:
Him: I take Karate
Me: You do? Wow?
Him: Yeah, I'm a white belt.
Me: That's pretty good.
Him: Yeah, and I can count in Japanese.
Me: Cool! Count for me.
Him: (counts to 10 in Japanese).
Me: I'm impressed!
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So cute! 5 year olds are a special age, and they are so funny!
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