He'll make a wonderful Grandfather someday...

Within about a 60-second time frame yesterday, the following exchange happened between the oldest boy and me while hurrying in the bathroom to get all three boys ready to go to a neighbor's house:

Oldest Boy:  That All Bran really tasted good.

Me:  Yea, it's good for you too.

Oldest Boy:  I like a firm stool.

Me:  That's nice.  Will you please put some toothpaste on Toddler-child's toothbrush?

Oldest Boy:  Sure.

Me:  You can put more than that - that's not enough.

Oldest Boy:  Mom.  It says right here, that if more than a pea-sized amount is swallowed we should contact poison control immediately.

Me:  He'll be fine.

Oldest Boy:  Would you like to hear me say an incomplete sentence?

Me:  Sure.  But hurry, comb your hair and clean your ears.

Oldest Boy:  I be.

Me:  What?

Oldest Boy:  I be.  That's my incomplete sentence.

This is a true story and a real live 10-year-old boy's words.  Clearly his Father's genes.