This evening, Benji decorated my small bedside table clock with new orange ear plugs in an oddly creepy, pointy pattern. Then we had the following conversation:
Me: What’s with my clock?
Benji: It’s an alien mind control robot!
Ian: I didn’t know that!
Benji: Well, you learn something new every day.
And really, what could we say to that?
Sometimes having kids reminds me of having a recording device put around the house that records what I say, and then randomly spouts back phrases at quasi-random, almost-logical intervals. This can be alarming or hilarious, depending.