Interview with a Nine Year Old

I didn't get the idea for this little project on my own. In fact, I read it at Amalah and she had read it at over at Linda's blog, All and Sundry. Amy and Linda interviewed their little boys --- three year olds --- and I no longer have a three year old. I do have a nine year old, however, and when he saw me reading these interviews, he was intrigued. The next morning, he demanded some media time of his own. I figured that it would be interesting (well, at least to me, and as you might recall, this is my blog). And, it turns out that it was also amusing. I asked the questions and then wrote down JT's answers verbatim.

What is something I often say to you?
Stop talking about those inappropriate jokes.

What is something I say to you that makes you laugh?
Hmmmmmmmm. When you pretend to be someone else. It always makes me laugh when you pretend to be me.

What is something that makes me sad?
When I get hurt.

What do you think I was like when I was a little girl?
I think you were funny. I would have wanted to play with you....even though you are a girl.

Who is the politician who annoys me the most?
That's easy. George W. Bush and Dick Cheney.

What is my favorite thing to eat?
Chilaquiles! And speaking of that, I need you to make me some guacamole soon. It's been more than two weeks since you made me guacamole tacos.

What is my favorite thing to drink?
Coffee.

What is my favorite thing to do?
Go places with me. Examples: carnivals, Hurricane Harbor, baseball games. That sort of stuff.

When you go away for a weekend, what do you think I do?
Miss me and watch Jeopardy, the Daily Show, and My Name is Earl.

Where is my favorite place in the world?
Yosemite and Tennessee (and why haven't you ever taken me to these places?).

What am I good at?
Cooking, talking about history and government. Other tasty stuff.

What do you like to do with me?
Play and talk with you; ride bikes.

How do you know that I am proud of you?
Because you tell me when you are proud of me.

I love you, JT.
I love you, Mama.
(please note Tiger's tail in the corner of this photo.....he was on the table, hoping that JT would protect him from the wrath of Mama and her squirt bottle).