Carter's Revenge

Sunday, April 4, 2010

"This is cool, hanging out with Grandpa. We need to do this more often — like about every other week!"
"Hey, wait a minute. I just realized I don't have any pants on! And you've got the camera out? What's up with that?"

"I want one of these to take home."
"I'm going to ask for a cat for my birthday and another one for Christmas. ... Every year!"
"No, really, I'm going to tell my dad and mom I want a kitty. ... And if they don't get one, I bet I can talk my Grandma Taylor into sending me one from Utah to New Jersey!"

"Hey, I thought we were going to the circus!"
"Typical Nets crowd, huh?"
"I still can't see my namesake — where is this Vince Carter dude anyway?"
"So, when do we put the paper bags over our heads and get to meet the team owner?"
"Shaved head? Check! . . . Wearing red and blue? Check! . . . On the court to show these boys I brought my 'A' game? Still waiting ..." (from Mitch)
"Hey, hot dog man — over here!" (from Mitch)
"Oh, we are at the circus . . . I just saw the clowns." (from Mitch)
"Um, there is another team coming, right? There is a visiting team, right?" (from Mitch)

"Ewwwwww! I found someone with worse ear hair than my Grandpa Taylor!"
"My, Grandma, what a long nose you have. And my, what a bad basketball team you have, too, Grandma."
"I fear I'll be dreaming about you for the next two weeks."
"Yes, I have blue eyes, too, thank you."
"I know where you can find a cat." (from Mitch)
"Hey, can I get something to cover my face too while I wear this jersey?" (from Mitch)
"New Jersey WOLVES?!? I thought we were the Nets." (from Mitch)
"Hey, can you help me meet Deron Williams?" (from Mitch)

"Ewwwww, Grandpa! Your ear hairs are almost as long and bushy as your nose hairs."
"Hey, this is neat — I can look in this ear and see the light coming in from the other ear."
"Hold still, I'm almost done counting the hairs on your head — 11, 12, 13 ..."
"Hold still, I'm almost done counting the hairs on your head — and I think we're just about even!"
"Must concentrate . . . bring me food, videos and keep me away from Nets basketball." (from Mitch)
"Two heads are better than one ... with my looks and my brains ... never mind — I'll stick with what I got." (from Mitch)
"Man, you've got a big head." (from Mitch)

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"Hey, how the heck am I going to be able to jump out at the swing's apex if you've got this silly bar in front of me?"
"Today, the Little Tykes swing; tomorrow, the monkey bars."
"Does this double as zero-gravity training for my future career as an astronaut?"
"Swing ... swing a swong ... make it swimple to wast the whole night long ..." (from Mitch)
"Red and blue? Everything is red and blue! What is this, Nets country?" (from Mitch)
"What do you mean 'pump my legs?' I can't even bend 'em." (from Mitch)

"Fine, stay just out of reach. But, remember, some day I'll be able to crawl and then walk and then run, and then I'll grab that tail, those ears, those whiskers."
"Hey, let's you and me surprise my dad — I think you can fit easily in my mom's carry-on."
"I tried some of your cat food and it doesn't help me purr anything like you do."
"Yeah, Mieka, my Daddy wasn't so thrilled to see that we are friends." (from Jenna)
[Mieka's thoughts] "It's me or him . . . and why does he get to eat at the table? I have been here longer." (from Mitch)
[Carter's thoughts] "5 ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 ... 1 ... POUNCE!" (from Mitch)
"Come, little kitty . . . I know a family back east that would love to take you for a WOK." (from Mitch)

"OK, you've got me at a disadvantage - I can't crawl away and I can only roll toward you and not away from you. So, since I'm stuck here, I'll try to act as happy as I can. But in all honesty, I'd rather be playing with Grandpa."
"That's a funny story - I'll have to remember to share it with my dad. So, Aunt Breanna, tell me another one about what my mom did when she was growing up in this house."
"Yeah, I'm still laughing about how I spit up on Braden and grossed him out. (Memo to self: 'She's next.')"
"Nets . . . ha ha ha . . . whew! . . . I know . . . at least you don't have to watch them." (from Mitch
"I lay here 'cause I can't walk — what's your excuse?" (from Mitch)
". . . and then guess what I did next to the cat?" (from Mitch)

"In order for anybody to feel this happy, you've either got to be at Grandma's house or in Utah . . . and I'm doing both!"
"And while you're bringing out toys to keep me entertained, what I really want is an official Red Ryder, carbine action, two-hundred shot range model air rifle!"
"This orange blanket is my magic carpet — look, it brought me toys!" (from Mitch)
"Toys! Toys! Toys! They're all mine. I don't share — I licked them all. They're mine, I say, mine . . . bwah-ha-ha-ha-ha!" (from Mitch)