The World of my Kids

We have a great relationship with many of our neighbors.  One in particular has two boys that are the same ages of my youngest two boys, ages 7 and 8 (will be 9 in May). We love these boys.  I actually babysit them through the Summer and Fall and then our whole neighborhood tends to hibernate through the winter.

I have to say, that today felt like the first real of day of Spring, with 50* weather, snow melting, and the sun shining brightly.  The kids spent more time outside today enjoying the chickens and cleaning out Daddy's truck for him as a surprise.  With this thawing, the neighbor boys, T and L, came over after school like they do a lot in good weather.   They showed us today how their Aunt gave them texting phones for Christmas.  A bit outrageous for their age, but their Aunt spoils them and both their parents work, so to each his own.

When I got home from running a quick errand, they had all migrated inside to watch "American Pickers" and say hi to my son's rabbit.  I was in the kitchen making dinner when I heard my youngest ask his Dad if he and L could play outside.  He gave them the parameters, which included going out front right in front of the living room, and they came into the kitchen to put on their shoes and head out.  Here is the conversation that followed:

Me:  We're going to eat dinner soon and get ready for church so listen for me to call you.

Son:  Well, you can just call L's phone to tell me.

Me:  No, I can just call out the window and you'll hear me.

Son:  (matter of factly) Well, that won't work.

I have to chuckle at the this new age of technology our kids are growing up in, where my 7 year thinks that the traditional way of calling him in for dinner is broken. LOL

This is my life :D Can't make this up.

I was just shown a ziploc bag of what I could tell was clipped nails.  He informed me, laughing, that they were his toe and nail clippings he's saving.
You look at his smile, and although grossed out, you find yourself smiling as well...while you are saying,
"That's disgusting. What are they for?"
He figures he hasn't grossed you out enough, so he says through his HUGE smile and chuckle,
 "They're for a sling shot.  I can shoot them right into someone's mouth."

Yep, this is the mind of an almost 7yr boy.
And I have reclaimed the nail clippers.