More on conversations with Jones

 (in the car) Can Greta stop looking at me?

(looking at the refrigerator)
J: Who dat?
Me: That's Lucy.
J: No. Who dat dat I'm pointing at?
Me: That's Grandpa Jones.

J: (holds picture close and considers this information) I don't fink so.

I could watch just five minutes of Sesame Street?

J: What's dat?
Me: That's Greta's booger.
J: I don't want to touch it.  I don't want to eat it!
Me: You don't have to!

Me: It looks like the Christmas tree is getting old and we need to take it down.
J: NO.  It's not getting old.  It's getting pretty.  And good.

***Disclaimer: Jones only knows about choking based on his experiences "choking" -more like gagging- on food. I have no clue where he gathered information on choking people or breaking necks. Maybe it was that episode of WWF we watched together on family night.  Wink, wink. ***

(holding a pencil like a sword)
J: I could choke you!
Me: We don't talk about choking people.
J: I could break it.  I could break your neck.
Me: That is not nice!  We don't say things like that!