Monday morning I was driving the boys over to a friends house for an air-soft war. The boys play in the woods and now that it's warming up I was handing out the appropriate motherly advice... watch out for poison ivy/oak/creeper and be on the lookout for snakes. Isaac asked me if he saw a snake and ran away, would it chase him? I began my "probably not" answer when Silas popped in with, "that's a stupid question Isaac"! Then Silas and I had this convo...
Me: Silas, there's no such thing as a stupid question.
Silas: Yes there is.
Me: No there's not. If you don't know something there's no shame in asking about it.Silas: There are too stupid questions.
Me: (getting irritated) No there's NOT.
Silas: Does a fart talk?
Me: ....hmmmmm, ok, I guess there is such a thing as a stupid question.
The photo is of Silas getting the mail for me last week. If you ever want to avoid bills let Silas fetch the mail. There's a good chance it will never make it to the house!