Monday, June 25, 2007

Why?

A conversation on the way home from Target:

  • daughter: "Are those clouds moving?"
  • me: "yep"
  • daughter: "Why?"
  • me: "The wind is pushing them."
  • daughter: "I can't see them moving."
  • me: "They're very big, so they move slowly from our view."
  • daughter: "Are those clouds moving?"
  • me: "yep"
  • daughter: "Why?"
  • me: "The wind is pushing them."
  • daughter: "Is the wind pushing them?"
  • me: "yep"
  • daughter: "Why?"
  • me: "Above the northern half of Texas right now is a low pressure system. This is an area where the air isn't pushing hard. All of the high pressure, moisture-filled air from the gulf is pressing in on it and spinning past us in a generally counterclockwise motion. That's why we have all of these storms popping up over us."
  • daughter: "Do monkeys poop?"
  • me: "yep"
  • daughter: "Do elephants poop?"
  • me: "yep"
  • daughter: "Do flamingos poop?"
  • me: "yep"
  • daughter: "Do gorillas poop?"
  • me: "yep"
  • daughter: "Do hippopopotomuses poop?"
  • me: "yep"
  • daughter: "I want to color one."
  • me: "okay. We printed one out for you at home to color."
  • daughter: "Do monkeys poop?"
  • me: "yep"
  • daughter: "Don't talk, daddy. It's supposed to be no talking."

3 comments:

Trey said...

Mr. Killmer, your daughter is the funnest small person I have ever seen. She definatly is your daughter.

Ashley said...

sounds like some of the random things that high school kids have probably said to you. What would you do if someone bit you?

The Rover said...

Bite her right back.