Death

I am not sure I am used to having a boy yet. Everything is about death.

Tim playing house with his Sisters.

Maggie: "Let's pretend that you are coming home from work!"

Tim: "Okay, I have just killed ten thousand ninjas."

Maggie: "Let's pretend you loved me like mom and dad love each other"

Tim: "Okay, I destroyed the dinosaur outside the window, I blew him up. He was going to eat you."

Maggie: "Do you want to play with the children?"

Tim: "Sure, I'll take them with me, we have to take out the evil bad villain guys with bows and arrows"

Maggie: "Would you like some dinner?"

Tim: "After I wrestle the bear with a knife!"


So, I asked him to watch Susanna for a moment. He walked over...

"I will protect you from the invading armies by killing them all."

"Tim, I don't want you to corrupt your little sisters mind, she is only seven months old!"

"I was talking to myself. Not to her."

oi vey