My son was on a roll tonite:

Get in the car at 6:30 after crushing Aggie loss:

“I’m hungry.”

“We just ate our second Thanksgiving dinner in as many days. Why didn’t you eat?”

“I wasn’t hungry then, but I am now.”

“How about some Clifford animal crackers?”

“No, I don’t want junk food. I want McDonalds!

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Truck stop, 22 miles out of Waco, TX, in the men’s room:

“What’s a Texas Love Kit?”

“Um, that’s like a card you get for somebody you really love.”

“Ok. What’s a ‘Cowboy Up?'”

“That’s medicine that helps wake you up. Like coffee. Cowboys like it.”

“OK. What’s ‘Lubricated…'”

“Time to go!”

Some things were easier before he learned to read.