Out of the mouth of babes

Last night: Asking Camden what he wants for dessert.



"Camden, what are you going to have?"

Camden: "Beer."

"Beer?" (what, where did that come from????)

"Yes, beer Mom! Ya know the stuff you drink."

(Again, what!?!?!?!, I don't drink beer)

"Yeah, you know, that brown stuff you like to drink" (He's getting a little ticked with me that I am not included in this knowledge of information)

"hummmmm,,,,, o.k." (I'm really starting to worry that something isn't quite right here)

at last:

Noah: " he's talking about root beer"

Hallelujah, someone knows whats going on!!!