Despite the arctic (yes, I know it's going to get worse before it gets better) temperatures today, I told Wyatt we could go to the park to play soccer before going to get a turkey at Kroger's. So as we're venturing out the door, this was our conversation:
W: We go park, Mommy!
Me: Yes, until we get too cold and then do you remember where we're going?
Me: Yes, and what are we getting there?
W: Ummmmm.....HAM! (laughing)
Me: You're a ham, Wyatt! Are you a ham?
W: No Mommy!
Me: No? Then what are you?
W: A monkey!
See? Even he admits it.