We're sitting at the table eating lunch today, when I ask DD what, if anything, she learned about Martin Luther King at school last week. I hadn't even thought about it until a friend with a kindergartener at another school asked what our kid had learned. So I asked, and she told us they listened to/watched his famous "I Have a Dream" speech. And we're chatting away (okay, so I'm droning on) about MLK and what he did and how he did it, etc.
All of a sudden DS decides to wade into the mix and starts yelling "It's my turn to talk! It's my turn to talk!" So once DD ends her sentence, I turn to DS and say, "Okay, buddy. What do you want to say?"
"Um, King pokes me in my sleep."
"What?"
"King comes when I'm dreaming and pokes me. He gonna poke me in my dreams."
Huh. Interesting interpretation of "I Have a Dream." What do you say to that? I got nothing.
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your children make me laugh... *giggle*
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