Tiny Intelligence
McDonalds

Braylon is playing by himself and pretends to call my wife on his pretend phone

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Braylon - “Hello mommy” (speaking into his pretend phone)

Amanda - “Hello Braylon, what’s for lunch?”

Braylon - “You can get something at Old McDonalds”

No Peace

(Amanda is in the bathroom getting prepared for a shower and Braylon knocks on the door and opens it)

Braylon - “I’ve gotta go peepee”

Amanda - “OK”

Braylon - “Mommy, keep this door unlocked in case I have to go peepee again”

Amanda - “Well, I’m going to close it so I can have some peace and take a shower”

Braylon - “But I don’t want you to have any peace, can you just keep it unlocked?”

Robot Doesn’t Have Hair

“Mommy, I am washing my car’s legs!”

“Mommy, I am washing my car’s legs!”

Keep the Baby

A little while ago, my wife Amanda had asked Kassie (the 2 year old) if she wanted to keep baby Hannah or take her back to the Doctor. All the while, Braylon was sitting and watching television. A few minutes later, this happened:

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Amanda - “I’ve got to call Dr. ****** to make an appointment for Hannah”

(Braylon begins to cry at this point)

Amanda - “Braylon, what’s wrong?”

Braylon - “But I wanted to keep her…”

Baby Hands

As Braylon is holding Hannah…

Braylon - “Daddy, what is that?” (he points towards her nose)

Me - “It’s her nose, buddy”

Braylon - “It’s too little.”

Me - “Why do you say that?”

Braylon - “Her hands won’t fit in”