The older you get, the more sophisticated you try to speak, and it makes me laugh on a daily basis. Here's a few little snippets of conversations we've had:
Scene: Looking for a particular pair of jammies in your jammie drawer.
Mommy: I don't know, Bear. I just cannot find your fishing bear jammies.
Ian: Just move over Mommy, and I will look. My eyes are better than yours.
Scene: Leaving the barber shop after getting your hair cut:
Ian: Mommy, can we go get a milkshake?
Mommy: A milkshake?! Just who do you think you are, little boy?
Ian: A genius.
Scene: Going to Publix, again...
Ian: Daddy goes to work to make money.
Mommy: Yes, he sure does, Bear.
Ian: Then we spend it all at Publix.
Mommy: I think you're right, son.
Ian: That means Daddy has to work sooooo hard, because we are at Publix a lot.
Ah, the mind of a three year old. Thanks for always making me laugh, Buddy.