Ada Conversations: Part 1

A few weeks ago I won the TV March Madness tournament with very little grandeur and much more implication that I rigged the contest. I can’t believe such iniquity would be implied with someone as wholesome as Bill Cosby winning the competition. But then again, we do live in a fallen world.

I don’t feel like Heathcliff Huxtable coming out victorious was honored enough, so I am dedicating this post to him and I’m sure he would be touched if he wasn’t too busy out there crusading against black on black crimes. This is for Bill Cosby and for all the hard work he put into Kids Say the Darndest Things. (As you are reading the remainder of this post, imagine that I am making hilariously silly Bill Cosby faces.)

These are a few Ada conversations that happened over the weekend. LB started posting Ada conversations a while back but then stopped. I’m not sure why because Ada is a comedic goldmine. But then that could be because I love her a lot more than you do. If that is the case and you don’t find these entertaining, then just focus on the funny faces that you are supposed to be imagining me making. Then if it isn’t funny, it’s your fault.

1. Back story: when we are in the car, Ada likes to play games like “Who can find a fire truck first?”, “Who can find a white truck that is not moving first?” (sometimes these games are very specific), “Who can find a pumpkin with a face on it (jack-o-lantern) first?” (sometimes these games are seasonal, which makes for a really long game when we are looking for pumpkins with faces on them in April.)

Ada and I were walking into Publix…

Ada: Daddy, want to play a game?
Me: Sure.
Ada: Ok, how about Who can find a brown skinned man first?
Me: Uh, I don’t know if that is a good game to play.
Ada: Then can I get a balloon?
Me: Absolutely.

2. I overhead Ada while I was painting the kitchen this weekend. She didn’t know anyone was within earshot. She walked into the dining room only to find her balloon we had just gotten from Publix the night before had lost most of the helium and was lying on the floor.

Ada: OH, hey Balloon!...great to see you.
Ada: What are you doing on the floor?
Ada: FLY BALLOON, FLY!!!
Ada: I can help…here.
I couldn’t see her, but can only imagine she tossed the balloon into the air much like one would toss a wounded bird that was just nursed back to health. Ada: Why did you go back to the ground, Lazy?
Ada: You can do it, c’mon on Balloon!
Ada: Well, are you going to fly or not?
Ada: It’s like you’re not even trying.
Ada: [walking into the kitchen shaking her head in disgust…] What did I ever do to you, Balloon?

Looking back over these, you really might not find them very entertaining and that is ok, I understand. But I promise they are better than Conversations with John would have been, which would include a bunch of random syllables haphazardly strung together coupled with some wild arm flailing and an occasional drool.