Clint Edwards is the author of No Idea What I’m Doing: A Daddy Blog. He lives in Oregon. Follow him on Facebook and Twitter.
My son is 7. He says a lot of things that make we worry about his future, his motivations, and his hygiene. Here are a few examples.
Me: When was the last time you changed your underwear?
Tristan: I don’t know. A week or something. I don’t understand why this is a big deal.
Me: Why do you keep peeing on the floor?
Tristan (shrugs): Because it’s funny.
Me: What do you want to be when you grow up?
Tristan: A scientist, Pokémon Trainer, or a guy that beats people up for money.
Me: Why didn’t you clean your room?
Tristan (somber scary face): Because it’s where I hide… things.
Tristan: Can you help me make a Minecraft YouTube video? I want to be like StampyLongNose.
Me: Bath night.
Tristan: (Long. Agonizing. Moan.)
Me: Calm down. You’re acting like a drug addict.
Tristan: If drugs are like sugar then that sounds fun.
Tristan: You have to be pretty old to be a dad. Like 16.
Tristan (pointing at man pushing grocery cart full of empty cans): Bet that guy makes A LOT of money.
Tristan: Why would someone give you a job?
Me: Because I went to college.
Tristan (laughing): College.