8.06.2009

On the Way to the Farm

Yesterday I took Porter and Penelope peach and blackberry picking at Larriland Farms. On the way there, we had some pretty amusing conversations:

1. Porter asked Penelope if she knew why duct tape was called duct tape. She said no, of course, and so Porter proceeded to tell her the following story (this is nearly word-for-word; I scribbled it down at the next stoplight so I wouldn't forget): "A long time ago, people used to have ducks as pets. And there were ferral dogs and ferral cats running around...bob cats, pumas...you know, that kind of thing. Well, they used to come and try to eat the ducks all the time. The would scratch up the ducks, and the tape was used like Band-aids. That's why it's called duck tape!" I asked him where he learned that, and he said, "I asked my dad a long time ago, and that's what he told me." I think Mathew needs to work on his truthiness.

2. Penelope was lamenting having to sit in a carseat, when Porter doesn't have to. Porter told her it was because he was bigger than her. She said, "Porter, I just wish I was you!" I told her that then she would have to be a boy, and asked if that's really what she wanted. Porter piped up, "Of course it is!" I asked him why, and he replied, "Because boys don't have to make babies. That's why we're better."

3. Porter told me he was going to grow up and invent water-proof Band-aids. I told him they had already been invented, and after a few moments of shock and disbelief, he recovered and said, "Well, then I'll just invent water-proof books. That way, when you're reading in the bathtub and somebody comes by and scares you, you don't have to worry about your book getting all wet if you drop it."

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