Parkerisms 11

P: Mom, it's raining again.
G: I see that.
P: That means the sun's thristy.

D: When are you going to eat all by yourself? (as he spoon feeds Parker his peaches)
P: Not today. But maybe sometime.
D: Tomorrow?
P: No, but maybe Wednesday.

P: I'm a weirdo. (Does a goofy dance). See mom, I'm a weirdo.

P: I want an apple.
M: Ok. (Gets apple) Here you go, sir.
P: You call me sir? Thank you! You're a ma'am.

M: Parker, what do you want to do today?
P: Hmm.... think think think (taps finger on his chin) Um, you think about it.
M: No, what do you want to do today?
P: You just think about it mom, ok?