A conversation with the twins can go just about anywhere, with absolutely no explanation or warning. Soon after Hubby got home last night he found a seat on the couch so that the Twinkies could proceed with their evening ritual of crawling all over him and either talking a mile a minute or asking a zillion questions.
Here’s a little conversation they had with their Daddy last night:
Monkey: “Daddy, where’s your rocketship? Did you come home in your rocketship?”
Daddy: “My Rocketship?” looking at me in bewilderment.
Monkey: “Yes, Daddy, your rocketship!”
Daddy: deciding to play along, “It goes very fast”
Monkey & Bugs: getting excited, “Very Fast?”
Daddy: “Yes, rocketships go very fast.”
Monkey: “Oh” (his eyes were huge)
Bugs: “Daddy, where’s your airplane?”
You get the idea!












