Just the other day, I put him down for his nap and asked him what he was going to dream about. He looked at me, looked away for a second, and then thoughtfully replied, "Grass cutters." Oh really, son? Grass cutters? I'm not even sure what that is. Where is he learning this stuff?
Last week, after music lessons and a quick trip to the store, I was hauling in the groceries when I noticed he wasn't with me. I went back out the garage and found this: