Griffin and his Buddy

Griffin's friend Patrick came over to our house yesterday for a play date.  The boys were gathered around a group of army men, playing, when Griffin says to Patrick, "Do you remember last summer when we were at the pool and we had a water war?"

Patrick looks up at him and shakes his head, "I don't remember that."

Griffin smiles, "We kept throwing water at the lifeguards at the pool.  Don't you remember?  It was so much fun."

Patrick keeps shaking his head, "No, I don't remember that.  Was I there?"

Griffin nods yes.  "Yes.  It was last summer at the pool."

Patrick cocks his head to the side, "Why do you like to talk about stuff like this, that happened already?"

Griffin shrugs, "I just like to remember things that were fun and made me happy."

Patrick nods, looking at Griffin intently.  "Okay.  I don't remember things like that.  How about you remember all these things and then you can tell me about them later?  And you can tell me if I was there and if I had fun."

Griffin smiled with excitement, "Great!  Well, last summer, we were at the pool and we got into a water war with the lifeguards.  It was fun!  And you were there!  You had a lot of fun."

Patrick smiles, "Cool."

I could stop myself from laughing over the whole conversation.  And then later, Griffin is sharing one of his favorite stories, the time Brennan got carsick and threw up all over him in Florida.

"Patrick, it was like so gross.  Brennan just kept vomiting all over me.  Everywhere!"

Patrick looks at him with wide eyes, "What does vomiting mean?"

Griffin laughs, "It means to throw up."

I could listen to these two talk all the live long day.