Mom & Dad stayed with the kids last night while Jeff & I went to a long-anticipated dinner in Williamsburg. This morning, Wyatt proudly showed me some rubberbands he'd put over the stair railings last night. I mentioned it to Mom and she said, "Oh, yeah, I meant to go take those off after he went to bed. And why are they called Sexy Bands?"
Uh, excuse me?! (And that's pretty much what I said to her.)
She looked sure of herself. "Yeah, Sexy Bands."
I'm still confounded and silent.
And then the look of the lightbulb moment crossed her face. "Ohhhhh....stretchy bands. That's what he was saying."
Wonder what other new terms he learned last night?