VCR=Old

Simon keeps unzipping his Superman pj's (they have feet attached) and ripping the top half partially off his body while sticking his chest out. Why? Because he's "turning into Clark Kent the way Clark Kent changes into Superman."

I asked Simon if he wanted some medicine to help with his cough. He shrugged and said, "Sure, why not? It could work."
Simon: "I wish I had a stingray."
Jeff: "Well, you can't really have a stingray for a pet."
Simon: "Yeah, 'cause all it'll do is sting you. I can't have a fish, because fish are boring!"
Me: "What pet would you want?"
Simon: "A rocket ship!"


Simon: "I'm a lean, mean, dancing machine!"

Simon:"Mom, I'm dead. I'm honestly dead."
Me: "Really? Are you sure about that?"
Simon (lifting his head off my shoulder to look me right in the eye): "I honestly am."


Simon: "The sounds squirrels and chipmunks make are hilarious!"


Simon wanted to show me his color-by-number. He held it up and said, "It's gonna blow your socks off!"


Simon: "What's a VCR?"
Me: "It's how people used to watch videos before DVD players. I think Grandma has one."
Simon: "But she's not old!"

Simon: "Babies love chocolate."
Me: "Really?"
Simon: "Yup. I love chocolate too, but I'm not a baby. I guess babies are smart after all."
He has a low opinion of anything that can't talk.

Grandma: "I'm excited to see you for Thanksgiving, Simon. We'll have turkey."
Simon: "And I'll eat the candy corn!"
Me: "I don't think there'll be candy corn."
Simon (looking disappointed): "But I like candy corn."