Tommy is a hoot. He cracks me up.
During dinner one day, I was telling the boys that we were going to have a party for Grandmama because she got married 50 years ago. Tommy said, “Wow! How old is he?”
I answered that Grandmama is 71.
His eyes got big and he said, “Wow! She would get a really big cup – bigger than yours!”
Following that conversation took work on my part. Laughing at it came easily.
It wasn’t over yet.
We then started talking about a possible sleepover at Grandmama’s house. Wanting clarification, Tommy asked, “A sleep over at his house?”
Kevin corrected him. “Grandma is a she. Sleepover at HER house and how old is SHE.”
To which, Tommy said, “I don’t know.”
And Rusty piped in, “71!”
There you go!