I may be biased, but I think The Boy has an extraordinary verbal sense for a three-year-old. It's funny, though, because the thoughts he conveys are no more sophisticated than what you would expect from a three-year-old; he's just better at it. The effect can be jarring.
Tuesday:
Dad: Eat your veggies and you will grow up to be a big boy, just like Daddy.
T.B.: You're not a boy, you're a daddy.
Yesterday:
T.B.: How was your day at work, Daddy?
Dad: I had a good day, thanks. I had a committee meeting, but we got a lot done.
T.B.: What's a committee?
Dad: A committee is a bunch of people who sit down and talk about things, and sometimes even do things.
T.B.: Yeah, like you shouldn't eat macaroni and cheese in the bathtub.
Actually, that would be a better decision than many made by committees I've seen.
