I picked Spencer up from school today and as we were pulling away from the carpool line, I told him to hurry up and get buckled. He was trying to get his bag off his back and then his coat was stuck or something so it was taking him forever. I had already left the parking lot and has at the stop sign. I looked up and there was a cop in front of us. I said to Spencer to sit down and get buckled right now there is a cop and if you're not buckled I can get a ticket. He then asks me if a ticket will make you go to jail. I said that if you get a ticket and don't pay it, then you can go to jail. He said, if I go to jail, how will I go pee? I said, you would just use the bathroom. He said, but how will I go pee? I then said, in the toilet. He said, Oh good. OK.
He is such a nut.
Then about an hour ago he and Sterling were sitting on the couch and this was their conversation:
Sterling: It stinks.
Spencer: I farted.
Sterling: No, I farted.
Spencer: No, I did.
Sterling: We both did.
Yeah. The joys of motherhood. There ain't nothin' like it!