Earlier today, when Chickpea looked out the window and saw our landlord’s son’s car in the driveway:

• CHICK: Hmm. Looks like Rick is still here.
• ME: Who’s Rick?
• CHICK: The guy who drives that car.
• ME: His name is Scott.
• CHICK: Oh I know, but I call him Rick for short.

And in a totally unrelated note (other than that it relates to the same carrier of our DNA as mentioned above), Kabob and I counted to discover that Chick has been to nine countries and on 47 separate airplanes. Not too shabby for a five-year-old.

posted: 10 April 11
under: chickisms