My big, almost 4 year old boy cracks me up on a regular basis.
The other day he was talking about a friend of ours and he was saying that "She is not a big kid, and not a grownup, so she is a mediumager. Right Mommy?" Makes total sense to me!
Then, at the grocery store, we were walking down the aisle and he said, "Mommy, thank you for not naming me Crumb." I laughed so hard. I have no idea where it came from. All I could say was, "You're welcome."
After getting some cinnamon swirl donuts at the store, I heard Julie and him having this conversation in the back seat:
Julie: Did you know Olivia from my school doesn't like cinnamon?
Andy: No way! Does she like babies?
Like if you don't like cinnamon you don't have a soul?? He is so funny. I guess I shouldn't tell him I don't like cinnamon!!