Poor Teddy.

Today at lunch the kids had Teddy Grahams and Carter was being a typical boy.

Carter:  I’m gonna bite his head off so he can’t see anymore.  (Long pause, apparently savoring the poor teddy’s head.)  And I’m gonna eat his hands so he can’t punch anybody.

Me:  Carter, don’t you think that’s kind of mean?

Carter:  Don’t feel bad for the teddy, Mom.  (Where did “mommy” go??  I’m not “mom”.)  He’s going on a roller coaster ride down my throat!

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  1. Peapodsquadmom
    February 19, 2009 | 3:06 pm

    haha! poor teddy grahams indeed. 😉

  2. Jesse
    February 19, 2009 | 9:25 pm

    that is sooooo Tucker! I can totally picture (and hear) this entire conversation. If only he still had “robot voice” that would make it even better!

  3. Allison M
    February 19, 2009 | 11:21 pm

    That’s awesome! Hope you’re feeling better.