Max wanted me to read him a book this afternoon.
I walked in to the living room and he's sitting on one side of the big green chair:
"Mom, I made a lot of room for you 'cause your butt is soooo big."
What do you say to that? But, he wasn't done,
"Look how tiny my butt is," at this point he actually got up and turned around to show me just how tiny it really is.
Three year olds are fun.