Me, about 7 years old. Dad is working fixing a door.

"How old is that door, dad?"
"Uh, probably as old as the house, I guess - 17 years."
"Hey, in another year it can get married."
Dad looks at me sideways.
Thinking he doesn't understand, I say: "To another door, of course."

Nearly four pages of these little asides. Think there might be a sucessor to The Secret? It might offer no insight beyond cuteness, but that may be worth something to someone.
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"Dad, why are you balb?"

Not a typo.

OK, I personally don't think it's funny, but my wife does.

"Dad, why are you balb?"

Not a typo.

OK, I personally don't think it's funny, but my wife does.

Me, also about 7 years old. We're driving down the freeway at night, and I'm watching the moon out the window.
"Dad, why does the moon follow us, no matter which way we go?"
"It doesn't actually follow us, it's just so far away and big, it just looks that way."
Me, pausing and looking back at the moon for another minute...
"No, it's following us."

Friends of ours have a kid who won't eat meat, except for cheeseburgers and hot dogs, that sort of stuff. But he's not too fond of cheese. But won't eat a hamburger. You with me? Yes. At McDonald's they have to order a Cheeseburger with no cheese.

Okay that's not something cute he says. But hey.

Me, about 7 years old. Dad is working fixing a door.

"How old is that door, dad?"
"Uh, probably as old as the house, I guess - 17 years."
"Hey, in another year it can get married."
Dad looks at me sideways.
Thinking he doesn't understand, I say: "To another door, of course."

Chuckles' only sentence right now:
"I no know!"

Only natural. But I heard in California, doors sometimes marry windows. And wear crown molding.

ah. times were simpler back then.

Me, about 7 years old. Dad is working fixing a door.

"How old is that door, dad?"
"Uh, probably as old as the house, I guess - 17 years."
"Hey, in another year it can get married."
Dad looks at me sideways.
Thinking he doesn't understand, I say: "To another door, of course."

Me, about 7 years old. Dad is working fixing a door.

"How old is that door, dad?"
"Uh, probably as old as the house, I guess - 17 years."
"Hey, in another year it can get married."
Dad looks at me sideways.
Thinking he doesn't understand, I say: "To another door, of course."

Me, about 7 years old. Dad is working fixing a door.

"How old is that door, dad?"
"Uh, probably as old as the house, I guess - 17 years."
"Hey, in another year it can get married."
Dad looks at me sideways.
Thinking he doesn't understand, I say: "To another door, of course."

6-year-old and 3-year-old are arguing because 3 is adamant that a cheeseburger isn't a hamburger ("It's a cheeseburger"). This frustrates 6 no end so parental unit says, "Ignore 3, he just doesn't get it." To which 3 proudly responds: "That's right - I just don't get it!"