Logan: Can I have a raptor as a pet?
Me: No
Logan: How about a falcon?
Me: How are you going to get a falcon?
Logan: Catch one, I saw one out here on the neighbors roof. I wonder what they eat.
Me: I don't know what they eat. Maybe mice or dead animals.
Logan: We should look it up on the computer.
Logan: Can you get me special gloves to catch a falcon? I think I need hockey gloves.
Me: (can you hear his wheels turning) You can save your money and get that special glove yourself.
Such a party pooper...
Beyond these ridiculous sort of conversations...he has found renewed interested in this stuffed dragon he affectionately has named "Cutie". Well, it comes with us just about everywhere. I can feel Jimmy cringe every time Logan refers to things as "cute" which is rather frequent, haha. Anyhow, this dragon then morphed into the stuffed T-Rex needing to tag along. Now they are called the "cubs" and suddenly they both have to go everywhere, otherwise (heaven forbid) these "cubs" will be scared. Then a couple days ago...they grew...now there are 4 little stuffed animals. Yup, they are NOT all coming with us...end of story.
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