Fun in the van

So we're heading to BJ's and Seth says, "Hey, Mom? Can I tell you something?" From the serious tone of his voice, I was feeling honored that he was getting ready to share something profound from his young life with me. "Sure, Honey. You know you can tell me anything." Nothing could have prepared me for what he was about to say. "Mommy? You. Are a squirrel." It was all I could do not to spit my Diet Coke all over the steering wheel. He caught me totally off guard. The rest of our conversation to BJs went like this:

Me: Seth? Can I tell you something?
Seth: Sure.
Me: You. Are a stop sign.
Seth: *uncontrollable laughter*

Seth: Mommy? Can I tell you something?
Me: Sure.
Seth: You. Are a squirrel.
Me: *uncontrollable laughter*

Me: Seth? Can I tell you something?
Seth: Sure.
Me: You. Are a gas station.
Seth: *uncontrollable laughter*

Seth: Mommy? Can I tell you something?
Me: Sure.
Seth: You. Are a squirrel.
Me: *uncontrollable laughter*

Me: Seth? Can I tell you something?
Seth: Sure.
Me: You. Are a safety cone.
Seth: *uncontrollable laughter*

Seth: Mommy? Can I tell you something?
Me: Sure.
Seth: You. Are a squirrel.
Me: *uncontrollable laughter*