A Conversation with Carter

Monday morning, 9:50a.m.

Carter:  *Pops up from chair and walks over to me.*  Can I go now?
Me:  Go where?
Carter:  To the North Pole!
Me:  Really?  The North Pole?  Are you Santa?
Carter:  No!
Me:  Are you an Elf?
Carter:  No!
Me:  Are you a reindeer?
Carter:  No, I Carter!!!!
Me:  Then why are you going to the North Pole?
Carter:  So I can get presents for Santa Claus?
Me:  Really?  Will you bring a present for me?
Carter:  Yes!
Me:  What kind of present will you bring me?
Carter:  Ummmm....*thinks*  A COFFEE MAKER!
Me:  Wow!  I love coffee makers!  What else?
Carter:  Um....*hang on...goes back to chair and back to watching TV*

Dude left me hangin'!

Carter:  *Just as spontaneously comes back and continues with* Ummm.....a game for you!
Me:  Really? What kind of game?
Carter:  Shooting game!
Me:  What am I going to do with a shooting game?
Carter:  You'll press A when you play, Mommy.  We'll play Wii.  You'll be You and I'll be Me.  Well, not you.  Daddy, and Morgan and Carter and Daddy.
Me:  Really?
Carter:  Yep.  You're not Morgan, you're Mommy.

This has been Deep Thoughts...by Carter Matthew Day.