Sorry, but as a parent I am legally binded towards one of these posts every once in awhile. For background, Eitan is three and Nathan is two.
Eitan: I want a car.
Me: A car? Why do you need a car?
Eitan: So I can drive to school.
Me: So you can drive to school?
Eitan: Yes, and I’ll have car seats in the back for you.
Me: Car seats?!
Eitan: Big car seats. And a little one for Nathan.
One day I hard boiled six eggs and divided them equally between three bags so Eitan, Nathan, and I could take them to school, work and eat them.
Me: Eitan, how many eggs are there?
Eitan: There are two eggs.
Me: No, there are six eggs.
Eitan: No, there are two eggs.
Me: Let’s count them one…two…three…four…five…six. Six eggs.
Eitan: No. One…two. One…two. One…two. Two eggs.
Me: (telling my wife about something) blah blah blah blah. What would he do that? It’s just plain stupid! Blah blah blah
Nathan: (interjecting) You said “stupid”!
Me: (admittedly) Yes, I did.
Nathan: You need to sit in the naughty chair.
Me: (sitting in the naughty chair) OK, Nathan, tell me when it is OK to get up.
Nathan: OK. You can get up.
Me: Thank you Nathan.
Nathan: Don’t say stupid any more.