Like hiccups?

I've been sick this week and on Tuesday Michael saw me at my sickest. I was laying on the couch covered in a blanket trying to play video games with him. He's a smart kid and knew I wasn't doing well. This is the brief conversation Michael had with Mary at bedtime.

Michael: Daddy is sick?
Mary: Yes, he's not feeling good.
Michael: Can you scare sick like you can scare hiccups?

I have no problem admitting I had to wipe my eyes.

Reading like Dad

Michael: Daddy, guess what?!
Me: What?!
Michael: I'm going to read a comic while I poop!

"This"

Michael: See, this looks like a pyramid and this looks like a dinosaur!

"This" looks like neither a pyramid nor a dinosaur.

Flowers

Michael: <farts>  Can you smell it?
Me: No, can you?
Michael: Yes.
Me: What's it smell like?
Michael: It smells like flowers!

That's my boy!

Mommy, can you help me...

While building a fairly complicated Star Wars Lego set:
Michael
"Mommy, can you help me because I'm not really paying attention."

I'm a good Catholic

I might have to change the title of this blog...

While discussing religion with my mother she dropped this new bit on info on me:

"I'm a good Catholic, I live by the 12 Commandments."

Looking for a George

Michael was looking for a specific episode of Curious George. Here's what he gave me to work with:

The one with a gray castle, a picture of something and Uncle someone.

We didn't find it.