Conversation

Conversation with my barely two year old as we are driving from a friend’s house to our home:

Camden: I go to Oklohoma?

Me: Yes, but not today.

Camden: Later?

Me: Yes, later. Not tomorrow, but Thursday. Can you say Thursday?

Camden: Thursday!

Me: And we are going to Mississippi on Saturday. Can you say Mississippi?

Camden: (very clearly) Mississippi!

Me: We are going to Disney World next week.

Camden: I see Mickey Mouse. Mickey Mouse is big.

Me: Yes he is.

Camden: I see Goofy.

Me: Is Goofy big?

Camden: Yes. I see Pluto.

Me: Is Pluto a doggie?

Camden: Yeah. I give Pluto a high five. And Donald duck. Quack, Quack!

Camden: Where’s Aunt Nessa?

Me: At her house

Camden: Where’s Brad (he said it like brat)?

Me: At his house. We are going to go home and see daddy, take a bath and go night-night.

Camden: Yeah! Can I have bananana? (banana)

Me: You can ask daddy when we get home.

Camden: Daddy, can I have bananana? (after we have pulled into the garage and Kevin has come out to help us get out of the car.)