Snippets with Caden

Here are some pieces of conversations with Caden in the car yesterday:

As soon as he got in the car after school, he announced dramatically, "I have Bad News!"

"Uh-oh. What?"

"My MOUTH... (dramatic pause) is Half.-Way. Cut. Off!!!"

(Wow. How did I miss that?)

(I looked later and he has a new molar coming in, with a little flap of skin still over the top of it. That's what he was talking about.)

I asked, "So, your program is tomorrow, right?"

"Oh, yeah, and there's a war tomorrow."

(Not sure I'd heard right:) "What?"

Casually, "Oh, I have a battle tomorrow."

"With who?" (I know, bad grammar.)

"I dunno. We haven't decided yet. It's at seven p.m. At recess. A bunch of us are, like, battlebots."



He has been telling me for a while he wants to be a cop when he grows up. He asks very serious questions about his future profession, such as, "So, where do you get those cars with the blue and red lights?" (Worriedly, ) "How will I know when to pull people over?" "HOW will I get people to pull over?" "Where do you get those uniforms?"

A couple of weeks ago he decided he wanted to be an FBI guy instead. But then yesterday he broke the news: "I decided I don't want to be an FBI guy after all. I just, like, want to be a cop."

"Okay. Why?" I asked.

"Because I saw those two girls on that movie (I think he had seen part of Rush Hour 2 when the girls were watching it - on ClearPlay, of course!) and they didn't get to wear those cool uniforms OR drive the cars with the red and blue lights!"