A couple o’ things out of the mouth of my almost six-year-old son recently that made me do a double-take:

bq. Dad, what the hell are you doing?
Hey, when can we listen to some Frank Zappa?

And on the subject of whether his soon-to-be sibling will be a boy or girl having viewed the ultrasound which failed to reveal the baby’s sex:

bq. It’s going to be a boy, not a girl, because it doesn’t have any hair.

There you have it.

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