Preparation cHoo-choo

Cameron and I used to spend hours playing with his train set. From age 2 years on, he was obsessed with trains and especially Thomas and Friends. My usual job was to "talk a good story" as he acted it out with his trains. Then, suddenly, at age four, Cameron decided that trains were for babies and banished his set to the basement.

Today, for reasons beyond my grasp, he decided that trains are NOT for babies and he wanted to play with his old set. We dragged them up from the basement and constructed an amazing track. But whatever story I told was not up to par. Finally I said, "Cameron, I don't understand why none of my stories are good enough."

"Well," he replied, "there are just some things that I know more about than you, Mommy."

So, I left him to his own devices. I was playing with Matthew when I overheard this story.

James: How are you Duncan?

Duncan: I'm okay. I had surgery.

James: Oh. Why did you have surgery?

Duncan: I just needed some surgery on my bottom.

James: Oh, that's too bad.

Let me make clear that no one in our family has had or has been discussing "bottom surgery." I have no idea where this story line came from. And how old are James and Duncan anyways? I mean, seems like they must be getting up there in train years if they require such intervention. And, wow, I didn't realize that they were such good friends that Duncan would just nonchalantly mention his bottom surgery! Maybe Duncan is just one of those trains who doesn't have appropriate personal boundaries.