"Mommy...I'm TEN!" He stretched his hands towards me to show me all ten fingers.
"Really? Do you go to a big boy school?"
"YES!"
"Well what grade are you in?"
"Thirty-one."
"And what do you want to be after you finish school?"
"An octopus..." He pauses. "....No, no, no.... a car."
"You want to be a car?"
"Uh-huh. How's that mom?"
"That's great honey. Can you throw this diaper in the garbage for mommy?"
"Ewwwwwwwwwww...." He runs away, making car engine sounds, and dramatically falling to the floor.
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