This morning, Nicholas and I had a very interesting (to say the least) conversation I'd like to share with you.
"Mom, I forgot to tell you something when I was inside your tummy," said Nicholas.
"REALLY? What's that?" I asked.
"Weeellll, I'm, uh... from a different planet."
"Your kidding! Where?"
"I'm from Mars," Nicholas answered.
I smile. "Wow- tell me about it."
"Well...it's red...and there's no water and no food."
"What did you eat then?"
"Sometimes we had to eat," he whispers, "people in our tribe."
"OOH, that's gross!" I gasped.
"But, the alien tigers tasted better," he decided.
At this point of the conversation, Andrew walked in.
"So, what did you drink when you were on Mars?" I asked.
Andrew gets this look of curiosity mixed with disdain on his big brother face. Nicholas looks at him.
"Oh, I was only kidding," he says as he walks away.