ponderings on what happens after this life. . .

"If I ever die, I'm gonna go in hell and just play star wars lego complete saga all the time."

(We asked him about the going to hell part because nobody we know who he spends time with believes in a going to hell kind of concept and he just said, "Oh, nobody told me about it.  I just know that when you die, you go in hell.")

heh. . heh. . heh. . . blehhh.

joe:  Wow, I'm nearly 93 points behind in this scrabble game.

h:  Oh!  I can help you.  Do you have the letters to spell 'alien?'

joe:  Nope.

h:  Hmmmm. . . OH!  How about 'baahhth.'

joe:  Birth?

h:  No.   'B-A-A-A-A-H-H-T-H.'  You know, barth.  Like to frow up.

little h then proceeds to pretend frow up, only he starts it like a fake sneeze.

Bodily functions are difficult to convey when you have issues with Rs, interchange THs and Fs, and when you mix them up with other bodily functions.

I'm going camping and I'm taking. . .

an oldie, but a goodie. . .

Summer before last, when little h was 4, we were on a little road trip with friends and playing the game, "I'm going camping and I'm taking . . . "  in which you take turns making up something to take camping that starts with each letter of the alphabet and with each turn, you have to remember what everyone has said so far.

Not much interested in taking turns or the alphabet, little h randomly yelled out, "I am going camping and I'm taking tree sap and cidarettes!  OH!  AND a houseful of naked womans."

(those weren't typos, that's just how little h pronounces things)

magic spells, little h-style

Standing at the commode, doing his business:

"Wingardium levi-penis."