Well, he's not wrong

Dialogue from The Boy's and my shared car ride home this afternoon, going on 6 pm. Just prior to this exchange, he'd eaten the final snack.


Oh well, we'll be home soon.

Yeah.

Do you think Mommy will have some good dinner waiting for us?

Yeah, she will!

Mommy's a good cook, isn't she?

Yeah. (pause - then, shouting:) But NOT YOU!