Car Conversations

I know moms complain a lot about the amount of time spent in the car shuttling kids to and from activities, but I really enjoy car time. I get to listen in on the funniest conversations coming from the backseat. We have also had some important conversations in the car. Most recently, Eliza learned what a big helper I am to Santa (I'm not sure if my younger nieces read this blog so we'll leave it at that) and also how babies are made. Not sure how those two subjects came up in the car--I'm thinking it's probably the only time my kids have me as a captive audience and they don't have to follow me around the house trying to talk while I'm picking up clutter, dusting etc. I like this form of conversation while driving because I can avoid eye contact during the more sensitive subjects. I also believe that my kids and their friends think I'm not able to hear them from eighteen inches away and I get a little extra insight to their personalities. Dane and Wilson have discussed everything from passing gas to the existence of God in the back seat of my car.

I'm just the chauffeur, don't mind me.

Day: Wednesday
Time: 8:00 pm
Errand: Picking up girls from church activity

Wilson: Which is faster, a bullet from a pistol or a bullet from a machine gun?
Wilson: How much oxygen is in ten drops of water?
Wilson: I wish I was a halisquake. (A halibut mixed with a squirrel mixed with a snake) (Before Wilson I only knew of halibut as something to put lemon juice on. Now I know what a cool fish it really is)

Day: Thursday
Time: 2:00pm
Errand: Clothes shopping

Eliza: Mom, what is a will?
Me: It's something that tells what your family members get when you die.
Eliza: What do I get when you die?
Wilson: What do I get?
Me: I guess you can have all my stuff when I die.
Wilson: Like what?
Eliza: Can I have all your money?
Me: I don't really have any money, daddy earns the money for our family.
Ensuing frantic conversation:
I get all the money in mom's purse
I get all the change in that basket by her computer.
I get dad's money.
Dad says all his money is in the bank, he doesn't have any real money.
I get all dad's money that is in the bank.

Wilson: What does dad get?
Eliza: The only stuff that is really mom's is in the kitchen. Dad can have all the pots and pans.
Wilson: Yeah, dad doesn't know how to cook anyway so he can have all the pots and pans.