Thursday, February 8, 2018

Nick Says... Installment 2

My Funny Guy


Things are busy as always, and I haven’t been particularly in the mood to write, so I thought perhaps it’s time for another installment of “Nick Says.” I’m getting slightly better at writing down the magic that comes out of this kid’s mouth. Below are some gems from the recent weeks.  Again, I will never be able to do them justice on paper, but it won’t stop me from trying!

Interesting interpretation of the question…

Mark: Are you tough?

Nick: Well, I’m hard to bite into. 

 
Strange comment, but I’m sure he’s right…

(Holding a cold compress to his eye)

“It’s not helping. And even if I put a pterodactyl on it, it won’t help.”

 
Oh, Buddy...

“Oh man. Who left their meat down here [in the basement]?”

It was just a box of Ziploc bags with meat on the cover.

 
Usually the answer is “yes,” but this time it was just shoes...

Nick:  Where did Daddy go?
Me:  He went to look at something really quick.
Nick:  Because he’s an engineer?

 
Evidently, naughty elves look out for their own…

“I know why Santa still brought me presents. Because he sent a naughty elf to watch me.”

 
Always a helpful planner…

“Mommy, let’s stop worrying about the party at my house. Because I’m probably going to change my mind about having the party at my house.”

 
Moral questions over bacon…

"That pig was delicious! Daddy, was the pig bad and deserved to die?"

 
At least he understands where his food comes from…

Nick: Where is the mommy chicken?

Me: The chicks don’t need her; they have this incubator.

Nick: Did someone eat her for dinner?

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