Bram Stories
From the mouths of babes, wisdom and
humor from Bram:
January 2008 "An
Easier Way to Nominate a Presidential Candidate"
It was the morning
after the New Hampshire primaries. Bram was looking at large pictures of
Senators Clinton, Obama and McCain in the Dallas Morning News.
Bram: So who are these people?
Lara: Those are some people who want to be president of the United States.
Bram: Who's the best one?
Lara: Well, they're all good people, it's just that they have different ideas. So we get to choose which one we want when we go vote.
Bram: So she's good, he's good, and he's good.
Lara: Right.
Bram: I know a way to choose, how about "rock, paper, scissors?"
November 2007 "A
budding entrepreneur?"
Bram
plays a game where he draws a picture with hidden
symbols that we have to find.
Today it was the letter "X."
Bram: Okay, so find the three X's and you only get three tries.
Lara: Here, I found one, here's an "X."
Bram: No, that's not an "X," that's my registered trademark.
September 2007 "Bram
can't remember"
Bram really did say this to his kindergarten teacher...
Bram: I can't do this worksheet because I have short-term memory loss.
Teacher: What did you say?
Bram: I just can't do it because I have short-term memory loss.
Teacher: (Trying to keep from laughing) Honey, that's a really serious thing, and I think if you had short-term memory loss, your mommy would have sent me a note telling me about that.
March 2006 "Bram
and Globalization"
We honestly have no idea where
this came from...
Bram: Mama, these socks are terrible! (pointing to his brand-new socks)
Lara: What? What do you mean they're terrible?
Bram: Yes, these socks are terrible. They come from China.
July
2005 "Letters"
Bram is playing under
the covers of our bed one morning...
Bram: Look Papa, this is my house!
Wim: Can you tell me the address of your house?
Bram: What?
Wim: Can you tell me your address, so I can send you a letter?
Bram: Oh, okay! My favorite letter is "B."
July
2005 "Surprising leaps in vocabulary"
Deciding what to wear in the
morning...
Bram: I prefer this shirt.
While
playing soccer in the backyard...
Bram: Watch this Mama! Watch these moves!
July 2005 "Where was
I?"
Bram: So you and Papa got married,
but I was not there!
Lara: That's right, you weren't here yet. But Papa and Mama were waiting for you. We couldn't wait to meet you.
Bram: So where was I?
Lara: That's a very good question. Where do you think you were?
Bram: I think I was waiting for you at Opa and Oma's house.
June 2005 "Pretending to
dial 9-1-1"
Bram: So there's a fire Mama; I'm
gonna call the fire department. Okay Mama, FIRST you have to dial 6-6-1.
Lara: Okay.
Bram: Hello fire department? Yes? We have a fire here. It's outside. Can you come right away?
Bram: Mama? They want to talk to you.
Lara: Hello? Yes, I'd like to report a fire, and we really need your help. Could you send some fire fighters to our house? And maybe a pumper truck? Yes. Our address is ... and our name is...and our phone number is ... and how soon can you be here?
(Bram motions for me to give the phone back.)
Bram: Hello? (laughing) Yeah, umm, sorry about that...