Things my kid says

We are sitting at the island in our kitchen eating dinner. Miles is in the middle, Nate to his left and I to his right. Miles spills his beverage on his shorts, not accidentally….
Kelly: Oh no! Miles, you spilled your juice! Why?! (tossing my hands up)
Miles: Why? Z – X – 4 – 7 – 8 – 9 – 10 – 11.
Miles: Dad, you spill on yours pant! Why? (tossing his hands up)
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Nate started the grill to make a few hamburgers for lunch. I started prepping a few sides.  Unfortunately, the grill was out of propane so Nate moved the main course indoors.
Nate: Kel, can I use this burner? The grill is out of gas.
Kelly: Yeah, sure.
Miles: Dad, are you learning to cook?
Nate: Yeah, buddy. Ha. I’m learning to cook.
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Nate and I have already finished eating, but are still sitting at the table with Miles trying to get him to eat a little more.
Kelly: Miles, eat your food so you can help me make a cake.
Miles: oooooooookay.
Nate: (picking up and filling Miles’ fork) Here, Miles. Eat some noodles.
Miles: oh, thanks. (eats the contents of the fork)
Nate: Ok, Buddy.  Eat some of your broccoli too.
Miles:(stabs a piece of broccoli) Here, Dad. Eat this. I’m sharing!
Nate: Miles, that’s your food. You eat it.
Miles: Dad, you eat it! I’m sharing! I’m a good boy! That makes you happy?!?
Nate: (eats the cold broccoli). Yes, Miles. Sharing makes me happy.
Nate to Kelly: He’s a smart kid.

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