I know that I've been gone alot lately, I'm trying to get some "work-related" things done, and frankly, I'm getting my butt kicked in the process...but I'm still here, and had to come and jot down this little tidbit...just to completely validate my feelings of inadequacy and ignorance.
I was talking to Baby Boy yesterday (the 5 year-old). He was setting up a bunch of matchbox cars on sofa pillows piled on the floor, trying to create a rugged terrain for them (or further destroy my pillows, one of the two).
As he's moving stuff around, making those little car sounds that can only come from individuals owning a "y" chromosome, he says "Oh man, all my cars just fell off."
Mom: "I'm sorry Baby Boy, are the pillows too wobbly to drive on?"
Baby Boy: "Don't you mean they're too unstable, Mom?" *eye roll*
Bottom line: If you are only 5 years old and thinking your mother is a complete ignoramus...it's only downhill for both of you from here on out.