The World According to Nolan and Trevor

(conversations on the way home from prayer meeting)

N: Nolan-6-slept through most of the service
T: Trevor-3
M: Mommy, (me)-40ish

N: (gazing out the van window) "I wish I could sleep on the moon."

M: "It's very cold up there. You couldn't sleep. And, there's no air, so you couldn't breathe."

*breif silence*

T: "But, how get down by moon?"

M: *blinks* "You mean, how would you get down? Well, you couldn't. Plus, we can't get up there, so, we'd better just stay down HERE and sleep."

N: "Well, I HATE fireflies?"

M: "You do? Why?"

N: "Because they might land on me and burn me."

*explanation attempted that fireflies do not actually contain material capable of producing fire, or even heat*

*somewhat disconcerting conversation between both boys concerning dogs, (big and little), guns and knives. Ends with M: "Well, we don't HAVE any guns, so we aren't shooting any dogs!"

*pause*

T: "I wish I could sleep on the moon..."

M: *sigh and reiteration of the frigid/no breathing atmosphere and insurmountable distance arguments*

T: "I could ***** a ladder."

*blinks

What followed, after the laughter, was a short debate as to whether Trevor said he would build a ladder (to the moon)-Kendra's claim, or climb a ladder (to the moon)-mine.

Personally, I'm going with the latter, 'cause somehow, it just sounds less scary...

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