Interview with Ryan {6 years old}

In the spirit of family interviews, I decided to ask my newly six year old a few questions to add to my scrapbook. This may be entertaining only for me, so feel free to skim or skip this altogether!

Me: So Ryan, now that you're six, do you know what you want to be when you grow up?

Ryan: A policeman. That way, when people are speeding, I can stop them so they don't get in an accident and fall out of the car and die if they're not wearing their seat belt.

Me: What is your favorite color?

Ryan: Blue. And orange.

Me: What's your favorite animal?

Ryan: Monkey. No, a fish. No. Um...coyotes. Definitely a coyote.

Me: If you could have any pet you wanted, what would it be?

Ryan: Hmmm...a tiger. (Just like his mama - I have never told him this, but I totally wanted a pet tiger growing up! Mom - can you believe he said that???)

Me: What's your favorite food?

Ryan: Donuts. And my favorite book is the Bible.

Me: What is your favorite dessert?

Ryan: It's already on there. Donuts.

Me: Then what's your favorite dinner?

Ryan: Guess. Try to guess.

Me: Um...tacos?

Ryan: Nope. But Mom - it has a P as the first letter. Actually an M. Okay, I'll just tell you because it's a long word. Mac 'n' Cheese.

Me: We hardly ever have mac 'n' cheese. Why is that your favorite?

Ryan: Because it's sweet.

Me: Sweet? Like donuts?

Ryan: Yeah!

Me: Okaaaaaaaaay...what's your least favorite thing to eat.

Ryan: Chili.

Me: Really?!?!?

Ryan: Yeah, because it's too hot when it comes out and when you're done baking it. (?????)

Me: What is your favorite thing to do?

Ryan: Play with my friends.

Me: What is your favorite thing to do with our family?

Ryan: Watch tv.

Me: Really? Why? We hardly ever do that as a family. Do you mean watch movies?

Ryan: That too.

Me: Why is that your favorite?

Ryan: Because I get to snuggle with Daddy and Mommy.

Me: What's your favorite thing to play with your sister?

Ryan: Goose. Duck, duck, goose. (It sounded like, "Bond...James Bond...")

Me: What's your favorite sport?

Ryan: Hockey!!!!!

Me: What's your least favorite sport?

Ryan: Soccer. Because you can't even pick up the ball when you're not a goalie.

Me: What is your least favorite chore?

Ryan: Vacuuming. I actually like cleaning the bathroom.

Me: We're going to make a good team, buddy.

Ryan: Are we done?

Me: No. What's your least favorite house rule?

Ryan: Lying.

Me: What, you want to lie all the time?

Ryan: No - not lying.

Me: Why is that your least favorite?

Ryan: Okay, it's not lying. That's not hard. Not screaming. Cause you always say we can't even scream outside sometimes.

Me: What is the easiest rule to follow?

Ryan: Help Mom and Dad.

Me: That's not a rule.

Ryan: Like chores and stuff.

Me: Do you mean helping others with a happy heart?

Ryan: Yeah, that one. Are we done?

Me: No.

Ryan: This is too much! I want to go downstairs and play hockey with Daddy. I think he's done with the dishes.

Me: Almost.

Ryan: I know one! What's my favorite state?

Me: What IS your favorite state?

Ryan: Where the cheetahs live.

Me: Africa?

Ryan: Yeah! Africa!!!

Me: That's a country. (oops, I meant a continent...)

Ryan: Okay. So Africa is my favorite country. Now are we done?

Me: Yes. We can be done.

This may have to be an annual birthday tradition...or maybe I can video tape the interviews for simplicity and voice fluctuation. Some of the things that came out of his mouth cracked me up.