Finnisms

Finn: Were you preg-a-net with me a long time when I was a baby?

Me: Yep, nine months.

Finn:  A long LONG time?

Me:  Almost a year.

Finn:  Ok, and when are you going to not be preg-a-net?

Me:  July

Finn:  July Forf-th?

Me:  Yep.

Finn:  Um, ok.

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Finn: You smell like mint.  Did you eat a mint?

Me: I just put my lip stuff on.  {Burt’s Bees} 

Finn: Can you tell me the difference… is it minty fresh or just mint?

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Finn:  Mom, do you want a piece of Pez candy?  Say yes or no.

Me:  No.

Finn:  You want it?

Me:  No, I don’t. 

Finn:  Well here it is.  You can save it for the morning if you want.  I don’t like these ones.

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Finn:  It is really nice outside.  We could stay out here for a couple days.  You know, have a little guy time.

Dave: Buddy, you crack me up.

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Finn:  {Just out of the bath.}  Mom, smell my armpits.

Me:  Ooooh they smell like strawberries!

Finn:  Ok, now smell my butt.

Me:  I’m not going to smell your butt.

Finn:  Why?  It smells like strawberries too!  It smells good.

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*My mom & I may have been lost-ish in downtown Ann Arbor*

Me:  Mom, want to ask that guy {standing on the street who looked admittedly a little sketchy} directions?

Finn:  That’s a BAD man.

Me:  Finn, why would you say that?  You don’t know that!

Finn:  He writes on walls!

*My mom & I are laughing at this point, but obviously not paying enough attention to Finn so he clarified.*

Finn: He writes on CITY walls!

{BTW, I have zero clue why he thought this guy was a tagger and/or how he even knew that people do this.}

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Me:  How much was that check you wrote to John?

Dave:  Two

Finn:  Hundred Million Dollars!