The words and thoughts that come out of this boy's mouth can either yield side-splitting laughter or complete mortification. I honestly do not know where he gets most of it, but we had another eye-opening, and hysterical conversation just the other day.
Lil' Wingnut: "I don't like Santa Claus. He's a little weird."
Me: "How is he weird?"
Lil' Wingnut: "Well, he's a fat old lard and he smells like dead ol' flies."
Karate Kid: "Saint Nicholas is a Saint in Heaven and a friend of Jesus."
Lil' Wingnut: "Oh! I shouldn't have called him a fat old lard, then."
What are we going to do with this one?