and how’s your morning going?

9yo:  i’m cold.  why am i cold?

7yo:  because you are a big ice cube with a bum.

9yo:  well, you are a tooty fruity sno cone with a head.

me:  [sigh]



um, what???

daddy [eating frozen slushee]:  whoa

6 and 8yo:  what happened?

daddy: you know when you eat ice cream too fast and you get brain freeze? well it was like that, but in my chest.

6yo:  oh, i know.  i got brain freeze eating a sno cone at school one time, and i was dead for a while.

daddy: …

6yo:  but then i was like, oh, i’m alive again.

daddy:  [nearly crashes truck laughing]