I am thankful for "Carson-isms!"
Carson-isms: noun. [kar-sun-isms] 1. Hilarious statements made by a talkative, wiggly, bright-eyed 4-year-old boy named Carson. 2. Bits of sunshine.
Here are a few of my favorites:
* "When I die, I’ll still remember how to play Super Mario Brothers. I’m seriously.”
* "I only like animals that can kill people.”
* While eating dinosaur chicken nuggets for lunch, Carson asks, “Mom, are dinosaurs weal?” I say, “Yes, but they are all dead now.” Carson says, “Did Jesus eat one, and not like it, and get mad?”
* While sitting in Sacrament meeting, Uncle James began showing Carson pictures from the Sunday school manual. James points to a picture of Jesus descending from the heavens, and asks Carson, “Who is that?” Carson says, “A fairy.” (Must have thought that his flowing robe looked like wings!) James says, “No that’s Jesus!” Carson says, “Oh... well that’s Jesus when he was a fairy.”
* Coming out of a restaurant tonight, we saw a woman smoking just outside the door. Carson stopped and stood right in front of her, just staring in amazement. As we pulled him away , he exclaimed, “She’s got one of those things (a cigarette), and she put fire on it, and then put it in her mouth… and she didn’t even die!”
When I get caught up in my loud, chaotic "mom life," it is the "Carson-isms" that stop me in my tracks and remind me to stop taking life so seriously. They say that laughter is the best medicine... and this boy gives me an overdose daily! For that, I am so grateful!
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