Finnisms.

Finn:  OK, you need to pick one.  The adventures of Orange Juice.  The adventures of Blocks.  Oooor the adventures of Chairs.  Which one?

Me:  The adventures of Orange Juice.

Finn:  Ok, for that one I need my Iron Man costume.

Me:  No.

Finn: Well YOU choose-ed the wrong one.  There are germs in this story!  There are itsy bitsy germs and I can NOT shoot webs at them.  I have to be Iron Man.

Me:  Well, you’re already dressed as Spiderman.

Finn:  Well, HOW ABOUT NOW!??!  {He’s flailing around attempting to unzip his Spiderman costume.}

Me:  Still Spiderman.

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Finn:  I’ll be Silver Surfer for Halloween when I’m all grown-ed up.

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{After an hour and a half of sitting down to dinner… our ongoing battle continues.}

Finn:  I am not going to eat the gravy peas.  {Peas that have touched gravy.}

Me:  You’re going to eat all your peas.  {For the record, he likes peas.  He also likes procrastinating.}

Dave:  You only have one bite of peas left Finn, quit eating them one by one.  Gravy adds flavor.

Finn:  I’m done!  Now I have gravy hands!

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Finn:  Hey Dad, are there any Wild Kratts apps on your phone?

Dave:  No buddy.  I haven’t seen any Wild Kratt apps.

Me:  How do you know what an app is?!?

Finn:  I dunno.  I heard Daddy say it.

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Finn:  Mom, I have got to take care of you since you had surgery.

Me:  Oh yeah?

Finn:  I’ve got to take care of the poodle.  Feed him poodle food.  Tater.  I have to throw her diapers away.  Put her socks away.  Help you around the house.  I have a lot to do!

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Finn:  Mom, I made JAIL HANDS!  

{Um… handcuffs?  And HOW does he know these things?}

Thanks for the brilliant suggestion Megan, I hope you liked this edition of Finnisms!