grant is cracking me up these days. a conversation we had before bedtime last night:
"mom, do you know what poison is?"
"i do, but can you tell me what it is?"
"poison is something you eat."
"NO NO NO. poison is NOT something you eat. NEVER eat poison. if you eat poison, you will die."
"hey mom, last week, i ate some poison, and i got dead, and the vultures came and ate me, and i turned into a bird and i went 'peep peep peep' and then i turned into a boy again."
i mean, come on. how does he come up with this magical stuff?
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