A few things Biscuit has said recently:
Shopping trip: Jeff told me one day last week that he would pick up Biscuit and also stop by the store to get milk. And since Biscuit has to know everything, he needed a full explanation from Jeff.
"Where are we going, Dad?" Biscuit asked.
"We have to stop by the store to get some milk," Jeff said.
"Can we go through the toy department?" Biscuit asked.
"We're going to the grocery store, dude, they don't have a toy department," Jeff said.
"Well, Target has milk AND a toy department," Biscuit said.
"That's true," Jeff said. "But we're going to the grocery store."
Ouchie: I had dinner with a friend last night, so Jeff took Biscuit out. Because Jeff is a pushover, the restaurant they chose was based on the attached playground, not the food. So it was all about chicken nuggets and fries for our boy.
Biscuit's lips are pretty chapped right now, and I cannot convince him that licking them makes them worse. And he found out that licking them isn't the only thing that will make them hurt.
"Dad, these dots on my fries are hurting my lips," Biscuit said.
"Those dots are salt, and when salt gets on an open spot on your lips, it burns a little bit," Jeff told him.
"But it's not hot," Biscuit said. "So why does it burn?"
"Have a bite of your apple," Jeff said.
If all else fails, change the subject!