Between the constant bickering, rampant destruction, crazy acrobatics and the limitless fiascos involving poop, raising boys is one crazy ride.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

The Biggest Bad You-Know-Whats

Ben: "Mom, do you know who's the baddest? The Army, FBI, or cops."
Me: "None of them are bad. Those are all good guys."
Ben: "No! I mean bad like tough and cool."
Me: "You mean the bad you-know-whats?"
Ben: "Yeah, but I'm not allowed to say the bad word for butt."
Me: "OK Ben. Who is the best?"
Ben: "The FBI."
Me: "Why the FBI?"
Ben: "Because they have the coolest equipment. They have cars, trucks and planes like the other guys. But only the FBI has SPACESHIPS!"
Me: "The FBI has spaceships?"
Ben: "Yeah. You should already know this stuff Mom, but it's OK. I'll teach you."