Coversation with a 5 year old boy

The other day Babe did work for one of our neighbors. He had some annoying trees dropping some annoying needles into his, I'm so jealous of your awesome pool, pool. He asked Babe to take car of them. Did I mention that parts of the 3 trees that were giving him problems were growing through his fence? Bad trees.

Anyway.......

Stinky and I came over several times to visit. He would ride his bike over, ten minutes later he was bored so he would ride his bike home. Then ten minutes later he would want to go see daddy again, so he would ride his scooter over, then ten minutes later he would get bored and we would go on. This went on the whole time Babe was working. One time Stinky decided to walk. As we are walking Stinky asked me what cincas meant. You see, every week at school Stinky learns how to say hello in a different language. Chinese, German, Spanish and even, my favorite, sign language. He knows alot about sign language. More on that in a later post.

Anyway, he asked me what cincas meant.

Stinky: Mom what does cincas mean.

Me: I don't know babe are you sure you are not trying to say cinco?

Stinky: No mommy cincas.

Wait for it.....

Me: I don't know. Do you want to ask Jose (Babe's employee that speaks spanish)

Stinky: No.

Me: I don't know what to tell you then.

Wait for it.....

Stinky: I think it means Ass.

Nice! Is that what they are teaching my pre-k'er at school.



Gotta love the conversations.