Conversations with Abby

Having Abby in the front seat, you never know what you are going to get.  Here are a few of her musings. Can you believe these kids came from the same parents????

Completely out of the blue -

A: I feel sorry for _____. Her lungs are black. Cuz she smokes.
Me: Well smoking is an addiction
A: Ya ______ tried to quit but she felt sick.
Me: That's too bad, isn't it?
A: Did you ever try smoking?
Me: Yes, I did
Silence
A: I'm going to try not to try
Me: Ok Abby, sounds good

A: Mommy, who is your hero?
Me: Well I have lots of heroes.  Nana is my hero because she did everything for me so that I could go to school and become a teacher.  Papa is my hero because he was always optimistic and knew things would work out. You're my hero because you are kind and considerate but you stand up for yourself. And Parker is my hero because he's so thoughtful and sensitive.
A: Ya, you and daddy are my hero. And Parker is too. Because he's so smart. Like he can't spell, but he's still smart. Hey, Parker?
Parker: What?
Me: Who's your hero?
Parker: What, like Batman?
Me: Forget it buddy.
P: Ok

Me: Hey! Is that an oil rig? Look, I think it's an oil thing! Anyone? Look out the window! Nothing! I get nothing!
A: Well, mommy, you don't always answer me
Me: I try Abby, but you talk a lot
A: Mommy, that is so rude.

A: This is fun and everything, but is it going to get better? I mean all we are doing is sleeping and driving.
Me: I'm having so much fun. It's fun though right? Parker are you having fun?
P: I'm having as much fun as I can

There's about a million other things that we talked about but that's what stands out...