We were driving in the car on the way to take Dylan to preschool. There's an arch that goes over Bangerter Highway so that people can walk to the other side. As the school kids were riding their bikes across there I mentioned to Dyl that they were clear up there riding their bikes. This is how the conversation went:
Dyl: Someday I'm gonna go clear up there on my bike. --But some moms can't go up there 'cuz they're too fat.
Mom: Can Mom go up there?
Dyl: No...'cuz Mom, you really do have a fat belly...And old people can't go up there either.
Mom: Oh, really? Is Mom too old to go up there, too?
Dyl: No, Mom...You're just 1/2 old. You'll be old when you get as old as Grandma!
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