Conversations with the Kids

Elijah and Me and the Iron

Elijah:  Mom, I like your sewing.
Me:  I'm ironing.
E:  I call it sewing.
Me:  Okay.
E:  That thing is really old.  Is it old?
Me:  The iron?  No.
E:  How old is it?
Me:  I dunno.  9, 10 years old.
E:  What's its birthday?
Me (suppressing a giggle):  It doesn't have a birthday.
E:  Can we give it a birthday?
Me:  Sure.  What birthday do you want it to have?
E:  How 'bout ...  March 30th!  [That's Elijah's birthday.]
Me:  Okay.
E:  Hurray!

What, pray tell, do you give an iron for its birthday?  I suggested giving it the day off:  no clothes to iron.  Also a plus for me.

Tank and the Grandpas

Tank was drawing a line on paper and said this, while drawing:

Here's Cincinnati.
Over here is Grandpa.
And over here is another Grandpa.
And here's another Grandpa.
And over here in this house is another Grandpa.
There are 4 Grandpas!

(There really are 4 living Grandpas.  1 - My Dad, 2 - Rob's Dad, 3 - Rob's Mom's Dad, and 4 - my Mom's Dad.  I didn't know he'd connected that; 2 of the Grandpas he doesn't know very well.)