Potayto, Potahto
Me: “You’re adorable.”
Morris: “No, I amn’t.”
Me: “Yes, you are.”
Morris: “No I amn’t! I’m a hamster.”
It had to be said
Overheard coming from downstairs:
Milo: Oh Morris (sigh), I’m really sorry to have to tell you this, but BLARGHY BLARGHY MUNCH MUNCH!!!
His first stab at non-fiction
Milo: “Once upon a time there was a Milo and a Mommy, and the Mommy tickled the Milo and the Milo screamed a lot. The end.”
On our friend, Toby
Me: “Isn’t it fun having Toby here?”
Milo: “Yeah! He’s like a one-man fun thing. I wish I could buy a Toby and play with him all the time.”
I think he’s been messing around with Google Translate again
Milo: “Heeeaaaaauuuuuuuughhhhhh!”
Me: ?????
Milo: “That means, ‘Can I lick you?'”
This seriously explains a LOT
Me: “What about your brain? Do you know where your brain is?”
Morris nods vigorously.
Me: “So where is it?”
Morris: “In my bum.”
I don’t *think* he knows Jay Leno
Milo: “Morris! Morris! Save me from the mutant chin monster!”
Of course it is
Milo: “These are my Baku Rage Warriors.”
Me: “Oh? Is that their name? How do you know that?”
Milo: “… My brain is magic.”
Elvis Costello would approve
Overheard coming from outside…
Milo: “WHAT DO YOU WANT, O GREAT AND POWERFUL BABY?”
Morris: “Pump it up!”
Narcissus has nothing on him
Morris, on seeing himself in the mirror: “Morris, you so ‘dorable.”
