oh be careful little mouth what you say

Our son Levi has always been a wordy young’n.  He talked early, spoke well, and had more than his share of words for each day.  He’s one of those quick-witted word play guys, and knows how to make us laugh.  Over the years, our relationship has morphed into a kind of give-and-take of jokes, punnies, and mostly friendly banter.  But Levi comes from a long line of word-manglers and phrase-busters.

Kim’s mom has quite a few in her collection:
You buttered your bread, now you have to sleep in it.
Oh Todd, you never seem to amaze me.

Kim keeps the tradition alive with such word-wonders as this:
Kim: Levi, come over here now.
Levi: OK mom, just a sec.
Kim: Levi, I don’t have time for secs…(say that one out loud for best result)

Yesterday at the supper table, Levi was in rare form.  He’s taken to a form of faux belligerence lately, and most of the time it’s amusing.  For example, if I say something like, “Levi, put the dishes away for mom.” he would respond with “You put the dishes away for mom.”  He always emphasizes the You in the sentence, for effect.  Here’s another example:

Me: Dude, you need to change your shirt, it’s a mess.
Levi:  You’re a mess…

They’re not sidebusters, but most of the time it’s goofily amusing.

Last night, however, he talked himself into a corner.  Kim was passing a bowl of rice to Levi, and warned him, “Be careful, it’s hot.”

He replied without even thinking:  You’re hot.

Ah yes, my son, most true.  And more than slightly amusing in the moment.