pillow talk

I love eavesdropping on the conversations Lincoln and Daniel have after they've been put to bed. Here's the gem we overheard tonight.

Daniel: Venus is hot.

Lincoln: Hot? Really hot?

Daniel: Yeah, hot.

{In the next room, Joe and I are looking at each other with raised eyebrows. We are very curious to see where this conversation is headed}

Lincoln: Like, stylish hot? Is she stylish?

Daniel: No. Temperature hot, like a hundred degrees. Even her winters are hot.

{At this point, we parents realize with a sigh of relief that he's talking about Venus the planet and love that Lincoln used the word stylish)


Also, Jack was on an airplane kick this evening. We went for a Sunday evening drive, which he decided was an airplane trip. Joe was the pilot, and he quickly realized that Jack would obey anything daddy said in his pilot's voice. But the best part of all came at bedtime. Jack was busy being an airplane mechanic doing a little before-bed airplane maintenance, but found he needed to get deeper into character.

Jack: I'm not Jack. What's my name?

Joe: I don't know, what is it?

Jack: Ummm... Miyogi.

Joe: Miyogi? What's that?

Jack: A woman.

Joe (confused): Roman?

Jack (disgusted): No. Morning...no... vvvvvwoman.

Joe: You're a woman airplane mechanic?

Jack: Yeah.