Showing posts with label Marc. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Marc. Show all posts

Thursday, January 31, 2013

A Conversation with Marc

Sunday evening Doug cooked supper and his mother and 7-year-old nephew, Marc, joined us. The babies were hooting it up in their jumperoos and I had Busytown Mysteries playing for them in the background. Marc came into the living room to greet the boys and me, and that's when we had the following conversation about something that had been bothering me.

A: Have you ever watched this show, Busytown Mysteries?
M: I don't think so. Maybe when I was 4 or younger.
A: There are twins in it. Pig Will and Pig Won't. Do you see their car? They are pigs and they drive a sausage car. What do you think of that?
M: Actually, that is disturbing. Sausage is made of pigs. Sausage is dead pig. It would be like me driving a flesh car.
A: Exactly.

Sunday, July 31, 2011

Marc and Doug


Marc and Softie, Xmas 2008
 Douglas, Carol, Marc, and I went for a nice dip in the pool this afternoon. During our swim, I asked Marc what he would like for his birthday (he'll be 6 in September). He mentioned that he would dig some Legos and some kind of Godzilla action figure, he told me the specifics but it went in one ear and out the other as soon as he said it. Anyway, Doug was trying to teach the kid how to shoot a basketball (there's a hoop in the pool), and he was cooperative after a little bit of encouragement. At first, Marc proclaimed, "I'm horrible at basketball!" But Uncle Doug told him that wasn't the case, so the boys played ball a bit. So, Doug continued the birthday present conversation with this:

Doug: What about a Nerf basketball hoop for your room?
Marc: No thank you. But I was thinking about a little TV with a remote.

Maybe he can watch some basketball?

That kid is a riot!