My son knows a great many things. Sometimes he likes to share his wisdom with us. Far be it for me to keep this information all to myself. And so once again, I share it with you...
“I have ribs cause I ate ribs. My mouth ate ribs and turned them into bone.”
“You’re pudgy because you’ve got a baby inside of you.” (Said to me)
“Look I have a Woody.” (Pointing to his crotch adorned with Toy Story underwear).
“Mommy you need to take the hair off your arms before it grows so long that ot goes up to the sky and hits the clouds and the rain will come out of the clouds.”
“Boys don’t wear rings!”
“So what do you call these?” I ask holding up my ring-adorned fingers.
"I want to be a grownup so I can drive so I can go do Disneyland.”
"Your penis looks fun to play with."
“You have to put on gloves so you won't get snow in your veins.”