You say that you have a dog? Yes, a villain of a one, said Clesippus. And he has puppies? Yes,and they are very like himself. And the dog is the father of them? Yes, he said, I certainly saw him and the mother of the puppies come together. And is he not yours? To be sure he is. Then he is a father, and he is yours; ergo, he is your father, and the puppies are your brothers.
I took my 3 year old to a local wilderness park.
After, we talked the animals, and he confidently told me that he "was almost eaten by a bear."
I love this comment - it describes so much of my child and reminds me so much of her, right down to her confidence about her grandparents’ ages.
She’s a little older so she knows some pretty big numbers. I’m 20, her granny and grandpa are 20 and she’s either 4 or if she wants to be the boss she’s ‘10 hundred’. :)
But you’re 5. That’s really old...
Recently: a conversation in which he insisted that no, that person isn't my dad, it's his grandpa. But I have a dad too. No, you're my dad. That's grandpa. etc.
Also I'm apparently five years old which is very old. Mom got off easy. She's four.