A Conversation with Henry

I love Henry's age. I love the randomness of our talks. Here is part of our conversation on the way home from dinner:

Mom, where is Halloween?  Can we go there?

Halloween isn't a place.  It is a holiday.

Can we go there?

It isn't a where.  It is a when.

Can we go there?  Can we go there right now?

No.  Halloween is next week.

Can we get the Christmas tree and snow ready.  It is going to snow.

Henry it is fall.  It won't snow until winter.  I can't make it snow.

Why?

Only God can make it snow.

If you freeze it will kill you.

Well, uh...

The snowman is frozen.  Then sun melts it.

Let's look at the decorations.  Ooo...do you see that big spider in the big web?

We need a big napkin to kill it.  Who are those guys?

Bikers.

Who is that?

A runner.

A runner?  I can run.  I have lots of running shoes.

Good Henry.

You can borrow my running shoes Mommy.

Your running shoes would be too small for Mommy.

You need big, fat running shoes.

Thanks Henry.

I can run really fast.  

Yes you can Henry.

Can we go to Mrs. Wiley's?  Can we call her right now?

We can call her when we get home.  

But we have a phone in here.

But I have her phone number at home.  

Are we going to Mrs. Wiley's?  

We'll ask her when we call her.

Look at that pumpkin Mommy.  There is another big spider mommy.