Last evening I was sitting on my computer doing something (probably nothing important, to be honest) and right behind me sitting at a table were my husband, JC, and HT. My husband had brought home a couple of bags of apples from the FFA sale at his school, and HT was excited. My husband was happy to cut him an apple, and then they were all just sitting around the table chatting happily. The following (soon to be a classic!) conversation occurred:
JC: An apple a day keeps the doctor away!
HT: That's what Benjamin Franklin said right after he was shot.
Before I could jump in to correct this, JC added: All the presidents except Barack Oboomba (yep, that's how she pronounced it) are dead.
At this point, I could sit still no longer, and jumped off the couch, hands waving, exclaiming, "Stop! Stop!" The kids stared at me while I added, "First of all, our President's name is Barack Obama, not Oboomba. Secondly, not all of the former Presidents are dead, and lastly, Benjamin Franklin was never a President nor was he shot to death."
Where do they come up with these things? They do provide us so much entertainment! My husband and I still wondering about JC's fascination with famous dead people...she's really too much!
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