Wonderboy: My hearing aids aren’t working.
Me: Oh, are your batteries dead?
Me: Do you need new batteries?
Me: Come here, let me check your hearing aids.
Wonderboy: I think my batteries got dead.
(And yes, we can communicate in sign language as well, but during this conversation I was holding a plate in one hand and a giant slice of pizza in the other. Priorities.)
That Would Be the Other Kind
He’s Talking in My Sleep
Um, Yes, I’m Sure That’s What He Was Saying
Out of the Mouths of Ten-Year-Olds