B: "When I grow up I wanna be a neurologist."
Dad: "Oh yeah?"
B: "Yeah! I wanna study animal bones!"
Luke: "That's a meteorologist dude."
Me: "No, that's a paleontologist...you're both wrong."
(Brian, tying a napkin around his neck at dinner)
Luke: "Dude, what are you doing?"
Brian: "I want to look like a real gentleman at dinner. AND I don't want food on my neck."
Brian comes out of the bathroom -
Husband: "What were you doing, bud?"
B: "Poopin."
H: "Did you wipe?"
B: *Eyes look up pensively*
H: "LET. ME. LOOK. DUDE.". *Sees a fountain of poop.* "OMG DID YOU WIPE!?"
B: "I USED TWO WHOLE PIECES DAD!"
Me: *Keeps sipping my wine.*