We went to the Morton Arboretum today. While there we walked by a HUGE weeping willow. I was telling the kids all about the huge weeping willow we had in our neighbors yard growing up. C's response? "Hey, that kind of rhymes with the 5th chapter of the 2nd Harry Potter book "whomping willow."
Did I mention that we are on chapter 9 of book 5?
How does one remember something like that???
This is also the boy that when picking him up from school, he cannot for the life of him remember what happened at math time because, "That was 3 hours ago, mom. I don't remember!"
Whatever little dude. Whatever.