I would like to take this time to acknowledge the fact that little kids are brilliant.
For example, my 5 year old cousin once told me, “I want to spend the rest of my life with my parents so they can pay for me, and so I can sit on the couch and watch TV and eat butter all day.”
The kid has his priorities set and really knows how to live things up. Goals.
He also declared that their new dog should be named “Maveret Bird’s Eye View,” and made up a poem about penguins eating lions and spies and death and power outages.
He’s basically a walking piece of literary inspiration.