- Music:
- Remarking on a hyperactive playmate, Finn observes, “Man, that kid has a lot of energy. He’s like Freddy Mercury!”
- Finn’s Irish heritage is coming in handy: His Chris Cornell impression sounds *just* like a banshee.
- Finn, having recently listened to Paul Simon, explained his pile of stuffed animals: “I’m making them my bodyguards & pals.” (And yes, he’s now calling me Betty, and I call him Al.)
- Best sartorial compliment ever, courtesy of Finn: “Your black suit looks cool, Dad-O. You look like Johnny Cash!”
- Brotherly love:
- Finn wheels around on his too-close little bro: “Jeez, Henry, it’s not ‘Follow Finny Day!'” (Henry, giggling: “Yes it is!”)
- “Feliz POOPleañons, Goonie!” says Finn. (“It’s años made of poop,” he helpfully notes.)
- Baños:
- Our potty trainee gets legalistic:
H: “I want an M&M for pooping.”
M: “Well, you didn’t actually poop.”
H: “Well I *farted*!” #partialCredit - Finn, beaming, returns from the baño: “I really taught that pee-cake a lesson! It’ll have to ask its pee-cake parents for dry clothes!”
- Finn leads me gently through the campground. “I thought,” he says, “we’d sit & have a little chat about silliness…”
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