We're driving to pick up the elder lad from school when this conversation unfolds:
younger lad: "Mama, you're a giant blimp."
?!
me: "What?" (trying to think up a snappy albeit nonchalant comeback) "I'm not a blimp............................ I don't float."
he: "yes you do -- in Papa's pool."
me: "oh." (words fail me here)
he: "I'm a whale."
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