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.