Conversations with Lindy

Here are a couple conversations I had with Lindy yesterday...

Scene 1: In the car passing the park...

Lindy: "Mommy, mommy, mommy, what's that?"

Mommy: "That's a little girl riding her bike--bicycle."

Lindy: "Bicycle?"

Mommy: "That's right, baby, bicycle. Good job!"

Lindy: "Bicycle?"

Lindy: "Bicycle?"

Mommy: "When you get bigger you'll have a bicycle you can ride."

Lindy (In the tone of a teenage girl): "I knoooowww."

Mommy: "Oh, I'm sorry, did I already tell you that before?"

Lindy: "No."

Mommy: "Ha!"

Lindy: "Bicycle?"

Lindy: "Bicycle?"

Scene 2: Chester's Hamburgers

Lindy pointing to one big-screen TV: "Mommy, mommy, mommy, Spurs!!!"

Mommy: "No baby, that's not the Spurs playing it's Syracuse--the Orangemen of Syracuse."

Lindy: "Baketball."

Mommy: "BaSketball."

Lindy pointing to the other big-screen TV: "Spurs! Spurs! Spurs!"

Mommy: "No, honey, that's not the Spurs. It's Syracuse--they're in the NIT. They didn't make the Big Dance."

Lindy: "Play baketball."

Mommy: "Yes, they're playing baSketball."

Lindy on the way out of the restaurant: "Spurs!"

Mommy and daddy in amazement as Lindy points to a picture of Tim Duncan: "Yes! Good girl! That's Tim Duncan and he plays basketball for the Spurs."

This kid frightens me!!!