Christian: "Mom, what do you smell like?"
Me: "Christian, coffee. I smell like coffee."
Christian: "Whew. I don't care at all for that smell."
(Pushing chair between his grandma and me.)
Me: "Christian, why are you doing that...right there?"
Christian: "Because mom, I want to be all up in it! Aaalll up in it."
(After I had been multi-tasking and forgot to get his drink.)
Christian: "MOM, you forgot my milk...again."
Me: "Oh Christian, you're right. I'm so sorry."
Christian: "Woman, WHAT were you thinking?!"