On the way home tonight, Kid #1 and I debate over who was the biggest/smallest baby at birth. Since I was there at all three births (thank you very much!) I was sure I would come out on top. Nope. I was foiled by 5 year old logic (or illogic) once again.
"Mom, I know I was the biggest baby because you were the size of a large trash can when you were born."
Yeah, it pretty much got more ridiculous from there. I'll recap the conversation:
Kid # 2 was the size of one small tree with a five inch stick coming out the top.
Kid #3 was the size of one piece of steak that fits into a lightbulb.
Cousin #3 was the size of one small and not regular sized leaf.
Neighbor #3 was the size of one square mirror.
Dad was the size of one small bush.
Grandpa was the size of one medium cactus.
He's not mentally challenged by any means. Just.... creative. I hope.
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