The other night I ran out to the store and while I was there my wife was going to give the kids a bath. Upon coming home, I was setting the groceries on the counter when I could hear our 6 year old yell to his little brother, "Smell my butt! It smells like a strawberry milkshake!!" What's stranger than his butt smelling like a strawberry milkshake is that I wasn't even surprised to hear a statement like that being made.
I was a little surprised tonight, however, when I opened the refrigerator door a while after we had finished dinner. Again, our 6 year old said that he wasn't hungry and that he'd eat his Mac n Cheese for lunch tomorrow. So, I told him, "Lets save it then. Take the spoon out, cover it with some tin foil, and stick it in the fridge."

I guess we know he follows directions well.