My three-year-old grandson is showing signs of excellent critical thinking skills. I don’t know how to tell these stories without sounding like I’m bragging, so I’ll just go ahead and tell them.
My grandson is a real cutie and is often ooh-ed and aah-ed over. Recently a woman bent down, looked into his face, and told him he was so-o-o adorable. His wise response was: “I am not adorable. I’m potty trained.”
When his father was making him a sandwich at lunchtime, my grandson reminded him to be sure to cut the crust off the edges. His father replied: “Only babies want the crust cut off their sandwiches.” And my grandson said, “Babies don’t talk.”