Logan is determined NOT to be referred to as "little boy." If someone should unknowingly utter the phrase he takes great offense and immediately berates the offender with a shrieked "I AM NOT A LITTLE BOY! I am a big boy!" So today's declaration took me a bit by surprise. As we drove to art class today Logan said sweetly from the backseat:
"I am a little big boy."
And I said, "Huh?" Even the phrase "little man" is enough to get him going so this self-dubbed little big thing caught me off guard.
"I'm a big boy but I can't reach up high without a stool so I'm little," he explained.
Ok, so that made sense.
This, however, is not nearly as endearing as yesterday's declaration that he's a "man-boy."
Its a concept he shared with Grandma and I again today as we walked in to one of his favorite stores - Target.
"I'm a man-boy!" he said in response to something we had asked him.
Grandma nodded and said almost absent mindly, "Man-boy? Hmm, yes, aren't they all."