Daddy's Job

August 23, 2006

Mommy: Boro hoye Police hobey na Scientist hobey? [Will you be a policeman or a scientist when you grow up?]
Daddy: Scientist.
Po: [with a sour face] No I'll be a non-worker like you when I grow up.
Daddy: A what?
Po: A non-worker.
Daddy: What's a non-worker?
Po: I'll go and do nothing all day and I'll come back and eat and sleep, just like you.
Daddy: Yeah, that about sums up what I do.

Life of the Sun

July 26, 2006

Daddy: [reading a book] The Sun will expand and swallow up the Earth in 5 billion years.
Po: I don’t want the Sun to swallow the Earth.
Daddy: It’ll happen long after you’re dead.
Po: But please, I don’t want the Sun to swallow the Earth.
Daddy: When you grow up and have your own Powie and when he grows up and has his own Powie and when he grows up and has his own Powie, it’ll still happen a long time after that.
Po: No, no, I’m very sad.
Daddy: By the time it happens we will move to another planet in another solar system so we’ll be saved.
Po: Ok.

Powie’s list of names of possible Planets we will colonize before the Earth is swallowed by the Sun:
Risel
Hernmoon
Krispoon
368 Atoot
Twachpee

Perfume

June 8, 2006

Daddy was putting on some cologne

Po: Can I have some puch puch too please?
Daddy: Yes, here you go. [pretends to put some on him]
Po: No, not like that, you have to press it!
Daddy: But little babies don’t need perfume; they smell nice on their own so I just pretended to put some.
Po: But I need it – I fart too!
Mommy: Powie, no matter how much perfume you put it’s not going to cover your farts.

The Gameboy

June 2, 2006

This whole conversation happened without Powie taking his eyes of the Sonic the Hedgehog game he was playing on his Gameboy.

Po: Daddy, you’re bad!
Daddy: Why?!
Po: Because you’re not getting me Gameboy cartridges quickly.
Daddy: But I just got you the Gameboy for your birthday the other day.
Po: Yes, you’re good because you got me the Gameboy but you’re bad because you’re not getting me more cartridges. I need more cartridges.
Daddy: You finish all levels of your Sonic and Curious George cartridges first.
Po: But all the levels are too difficult for me to finish. Will you give me some cartridges someday?
Daddy: Yes I will.
Po: Tomorrow?
Daddy: No, not tomorrow.
Po: Next week? Will you give me some cartridges next week?
Daddy: No, not next week.
Po: But why, daddy, why?

Then he wandered off presumably because he came to a particularly engrossing part of the game.

Dubloon Disaster

May 29, 2006

After playing a game called Dubloon Disaster on Neopets, and making several convoluted displeased faces Powie was found typing this email within the Neopets site:

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From: powiethearya
Sent: Monday, May 29, 2006 11:15 AM
To: Who mad this game
Subject: Dubloon Disaster

Can you make this game easier please?
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Unfortunately the site reported "no such user" so his valiant effort at sending feedback was thwarted.

The Bond

May 12, 2006

This is during the effort of getting Po used to his own bed in his own room – we love the Po, but sometimes mommy and daddy like some mommy daddy time.

Po: Am I punished?
Daddy: No.
Po: Then why are you making me sleep in this room?
Daddy: This is your room.
Po: But I want to sleep next to the mommy.
Daddy: Oh, alright, go to the mommy.
Po: But I want you to come. I want both of you to be there.
Daddy: Ok, I’ll come with you.
Po: If I don’t sleep next to the mommy then she will stop loving me.
Daddy: Powie, mommy loves you a lot all the time and she will never stop loving you.
[a few seconds pass]
Daddy: Hey Powie, you know, mommy and you share a special bond.
Po: What is a bond?
Daddy: A bond is a kind of love. You were inside mommy tummy and you and mommy were so close that you share a special bond that no one else can share.
Po: But how about you daddy?
Daddy: Well I was never inside the mommy… Um, ok, I was, but that’s different.
Po: Were you inside your mommy? My thama?
Daddy: Yes, yes, I was.

The German Cannibal

May 12, 2006

For some reason, Notti decided to tell Po the story of the German cannibal who cut and ate up another willing and cooperative German. This conversation ensued a day later.

Po: I want you to eat me.
Daddy: What?
Po: I want you to eat me.
Daddy: I can’t eat you.
Po: No, please, I want you to eat me.
Daddy: But I don’t want to eat you. Besides, if I eat you I will go to jail. Do you want me to go to jail?
Po: Just tell them your baby told you to eat him.
Daddy: [thinking “yeah, that’s a good defense!"] You know that man who was eaten told the other man to eat him. Yet he went to jail. You’re not allowed to eat people even if they ask you to eat them.
Po: But I want you to eat me pleeeease. Just open your mouth big Aaah and eat me.
Daddy: But if I eat you then you won’t be there anymore and I want you to be there.
Po: Ok, just eat a part of me.
Daddy: [num num num – nibbles on the Po’s arm] There, I ate a part of you.
Po: No, it’s still there.
Daddy: What, you want me to cut it and eat it? You’ll get a big owie. Now drink your medicine.
Po: [glug]