My son was full of material tonight.
We took the kids to the movie theater to see
Race to Witch Mountain. On the car ride home, my son decides to pipe up;
"Am I big enough for a phone now?"
And I'm like WHAT?!
You are 7!
So I ask, "What kind of phone do you want?" (and I'm thinking he's going to either say a cell phone or you know - his own personal land line in his room)
And he says "A blackberry"
OMG!
And then we get home and the kids are in the bathoom, doing their normal routine and I'm putting some laundry away. I realize that my son is now in a different bathroom, so I ask him what he's doing in there.
And he tells me that he's going pee, and "I can't go in the other one because dad is in there taking an S-H-I-T."
At which point I scold him and he says "What? I spelled it, I didn't
say it."