Monkey brains

Buster: Chinese people are mean.

Nana: Why's that?

Buster: They eat monkey brains.

Nana: Everyone needs food.

Buster: But the monkeys don't like it! They torture them and then they eat their brains.

Nana: They don't torture the monkeys. It would make their brains taste bad.

Buster: The people like their brains to taste bad.

Nana's dream

Buster at Barnes & Noble: If we get drinks, we might spill them on the books, and then they'll make us work here.

Nana: Until we pay them back?

Buster: Yeah. And then we'll work and work and we'll get a lot of money and you can go to France, Nana.

Nana: Whoa -- how long are we going to work here?

Buster: Until you make your dream.

Where's the Doctor?

Buster discovered Doctor Who on Saturday. We watched with interest, though we had no idea at all what was going on.

I told him it was one of Pawpaw's favorite series (although he didn't get to watch it when I was around).

That brought Mike to his mind: On Sunday, he suddenly said: I was sad when Pawpaw died.

"I wish I could give you my money"

Nana, at Target: I wish I could have all of Giada's cooking pans, but they're too expensive.

Buster: I wish I could give you my money, Nana. And still have it.

Reading the dog's mind

Nana, petting the dog: You're a good boy, Mocha, yes, you are, yes, you are!

Buster: Nana, do you really think he is saying, "No, I'm not, no, I'm not"?

Not common at all!

Buster told me today that it is uncommon for house fires to start in the winter. I didn't contradict him -- I was too enchanted with his use of the word "uncommon."

What?

Buster: Nana, you're the one.

Nana: The one what?

Buster: The one one.

Long, long ago

Nana: I've been to Subway. But it was a long time ago (before my father had his stroke).

Buster: Everything you say was a long time ago.

Nana: It's not a long time ago now!

Buster: But it will be.

The LEGO fort

Buster and I spent hours yesterday building a fort for ... somebody. I appointed myself the engineer and went on building and building, while he and the rest of the warriors or whoever they were went to the grocery and the pet store -- doesn't it say something sweet about his character that he can't think of anything else for large dangerous men to do than run the most banal of errands?

When they came back, he discovered I had built the walls so high that we couldn't reach the rooms. So he had a burglar sneak in and steal the weapons and my beloved weather station.

At EDE

Buster: I don't like that music. It makes me think of something bad. I try not to think of it, but it comes into my mind.


Nana: What is it, sweetheart?

Buster: Never mind. I forgot.

The imaginary friend

Buster: What if I had an imaginary friend?

Nana: That would be interesting.

Buster: He would be invisible.

Nana: Oh, yes?

Buster: I'd have to think him up. I'll let you know if I think of him.