Funny Fisher Stories

Okay...he was in rare form this weekend, but it sure gave me lotsa blogging material.

We were on the way to pick up Mom so that we could go shopping and Fisher decided to talky talky talky all the way there. Here's how the first conversation went:

Fisher: Mom, this is going to sound bad and I love Nonie and everything, but she sure is a pain to pick up.

Me: What? Why is that Fisher.

Fisher: Because the road is awful and it takes forever to get to her (it's where they are bringing the south tollway into 35.)

Me: Yeah, it's kinda a pain.

Fisher: When I grow up, I'm going to be the president and I'm going to fix this road.

Me: Oh yeah, is that going to be your main goal?

Fisher: Well my main goal will be soccer, but yeah then this road.

(Thank you for the laugh son.)

Next conversation went a little something like this:

Fisher: Hey Mom...I need to lose weight.

Me: What? Why?

Fisher: Well, we had this lady come to our class today and talk to us about Diabetes. And well, I need to lose weight.

Me: Did she TELL you that?

Fisher: No. She just said that you need to keep weight off because it can hurt you and you can't live without your...gosh, I can't remember the word. It starts with a "P". I think it's your Persnikity.

Me: You mean your Pancreas?

Fisher: Yup.

Conversation number 3:

Fisher: Hey Mom, I'm not saying this is going to happen, because it might not...but if Taylor and I got married, you know how we were born on the exact same day?

Me: Mmmmhmmmm.

Fisher: Well, if we got married...our birthdays would be on the SAME day and I would have TWO birthday cakes.

(So much for his persnickity, huh?)

4th Conversation (Still on the way to pick up Mom)

Fisher: I didn't know Haley was older than me.

Me: Really, when is her birthday?

Fisher: September

Me: Oh. Do you still like her? Is she still "cute"?

Fisher: Yeah, but sometimes she's twitchy.

(Lord help me. I do not understand this boy)

Last Conversation of the evening:

I was on my way to drop the boys and Mom off so that I could head back up to North Austin and go to the movies with Missy. Fisher wanted to go straight home so that he could play with his friends. He wasn't happy about this development. This is what Fisher had to say:

Fisher: Gah Mom, you never want to spend time with us.

Me: What are you talking about, Fisher?

Fisher: Well, you always go and do stuff and we're always with Nonie and we're not even going to know you. We're only going to know about Nonie.

Mom and I giggle.

Fisher (in the best smart assy voice he has): It's going to happen ya know...Mom.

GAH.

And we were home all day today. Do you think the little turdball spent any "time" with me...nope he was with his friends ALL DAY LONG. :)