Category Archives: Things My Kids Say

Gavin (7) is not happy that I have to go out of town on a business trip. Gavin: But why do you have to go? Me: For work. I need to work to earn money. Gavin: Who cares about money? … Continue reading →

Gavin (7): Do you wish work was over? Me: How do you mean? I’ll be working for a long time. Gavin: You know, school is over for the summer. Work is over. Me: Yes, I do wish that. Don’t you? … Continue reading →

We’re packing up to leave the pool, and a little girl walks up to Gavin (7). Girl: Goodbye, Gavin. See you later. Gavin: OK, bye. She walks away only to return 15 seconds later. Girl: I like “Star Wars.” Gavin: … Continue reading →

Gavin (7): Daddy!!!!! Celeste said she’s going to sue me. Me: Uh, OK. And what do you think that means? Gavin: It means she’s going to steal money from me.

Celeste (9) stands in front of me with her arms open wide. Me: Oh, baby, I’m too tired to carry you upstairs. Celeste: But you carried Gavin all day, and you didn’t carry me once. Me: Gavin’s half your size! … Continue reading →

“American Idol” is on television. Celeste (9): Who’s that???? Me: Steven Tyler. Karen: The lead singer of a famous rock band, Aerosmith. Celeste: Wow. He needs a new look. Me: Like what? Celeste: I don’t know … like, a normal … Continue reading →

Karen was driving Gavin to school the other day and changing radio stations. Gavin (5): Who’s this? Karen: Jimmy Buffett. Gavin: Boba Fett? Think he’s been watching too much “Star Wars?”

Gavin (5): Where was Han Solo before? Me: Excuse me? Gavin: Where was Han Solo before at the time in the ship? Me: Before when? Gavin, slightly agitated: Don’t you understand my question? Where was Han Solo before? Me: No, … Continue reading →

Me, after arriving home from work the other day: Hi! Gavin (5), while hiding under a blanket: Hi, Daddy! I want you to know I’m not here. Me: Then why did you tell me you’re not here? Gavin: I can’t … Continue reading →

Celeste (9): Who’s Fred? Me: Excuse me? Celeste: Well, it’s FRED-erick, right? So who’s Fred? Me: I don’t know. Celeste: Then why can’t it be Celesterick?