#boymom

Me:  "Nate, I have a secret to tell you."
Leans in, whispers: "I love you."

Nate: "Mommy, I have a secret to tell YOU."
Leans in, whispers: "You have poop in your hair."

(FTR, no, uh, excrement in the vicinity.  THESE are the things he pretends?!? Sick.)