It seems like I don’t get my kids together in the van often enough or long enough. We came back from a 90 minute road trip and here is an interesting conversation that went on:
Dante (7 years old): How do you get to the center of the Earth?
Dad: I don’t think that would be possible because it would be too hot over there for humans to survive.
Cedric (6 years old): Did you know that if you say the “H” word 100 times you might end up going to HELL! (A strange change of topic…)
Dante: “Heck, heck, heck, heck, heck, heck, heck, heck, heck, heck, heck, heck, heck, heck, heck…
Cedric: That’s NOT the “H” word! The “H” word is “HELL”!! (Don’t ask me how he learn that…)
Dante: Hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell…
Cedric: You can’t say it 100 times! (Trying to prevent his brother from going to hell…)
Dante: Hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell…
Cedric: Maybe saying it 100 times won’t get you into hell, I change the rules! (Now his can save his brother from going to hell…)
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