Jacob: Daddy washed all of those dishes.
Me: No, I did some of those.
Jacob: Well, I thought Daddy did most of those.
Me: Well, Daddy might have done a few, but Mommy did most of these.
Jacob: You're talking in the third language.
Hee hee.
And he just corrected it to: My friend, who's not really a friend, Malachi, talks in the third person language.
What kind of 6-year-old talks about third person?
This was followed with a conversation about slavery ("If the big fight about slavery hadn't happened, would my friends still be slaves?" and talking about how no one can "own" a person. Then multiplication (specifically, 13x19 and 14x19). He has an incredibly active mind!
Just to balance things out, after dinner, he came in and said (to my friend), "Aunt Sarah? I have something to show you." We waited, expecting something brilliant. He stuck his hand in his shirt, under his armpit, and made a farting noise. Moments like this reassure me that he's still a six-year-old boy. :)
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