Things Rhett Says (and Draws)

Saying prayers...
Rhett: Thank you for Ollie and his bounce-ness. And for Bruno and his sticking out tongue.

Right before saying another night's prayers, I got frustrated with Rhett and has gazillion stuffed animals. I said, mostly under my breath, that I was going to take them all away. Rhett, of course, objected to having them put in the trash. I said that I'd never put them in the trash, but rather give them to children who don't have any. He was a bit upset and it came out in his prayer.
Rhett: And please don't let Mom put my stuffed animals in the trash or give them away.
And then after the prayer, Rhett made sure I knew what he asked for and then said, "Heavenly Father and Jesus won't let you get my stuffed animals." How can I get rid of them now? Sheesh.

Chuck: Hey Rhett, does Mom throw like a girl?
Rhett: No.
Me: Then do I throw like a boy?
Rhett: No, you throw like an alien!

Rhett tells a joke...
Rhett: Knock knock.
Me: Who's there?
Rhett: Banana.
Me: Banana who?
Rhett: Knock knock.
Me: Who's there?
Rhett: Banana.
Me: Banana who?
Rhett: Knock knock.
Me: Who's there?
Rhett: Banana.
Me: Banana who?
Rhett: Knock knock.
Me: Who's there?
Rhett: Banana.
Me: Banana who?
Rhett: Aren't you glad I didn't say orange?

Although Rhett has only recently started enjoying drawing, whenever he draws boys, he always is sure to include the penis. When I asked him why, he says because he wants it to look real. Riiiiight. "Real." This drawn man has arms coming from his non-existent neck and Rhett is concerned with reality. Oh how I love this kid and his drawings.