Hair spray, spaghetti and family relations

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.