Benjamin watched me spray a pan before baking and asked, “You’re using hair spray?”
Jonah walked over to me and pronounced, “I’m your grandmother.”
I overheard Benjamin muttering to himself: “Uh-oh. Spaghetti-oh! I dropped my Mama.”
And both boys walked out of our bathroom, giggling uproariously. They each had two pantiliners stuck to their foreheads.