And more Tannerisms...

"Today is art. I hate art."
"Really? That's the saddest thing I've ever heard."
"Mom. I don't have to love art just because you do. I hate jazz, too."
(Not sure where the jazz comment came from, but apparently he feels strongly about it!)

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"I don't like it when you don't tell me the exact time. I asked you what time it was, and you said 7, but it was really 6:58. I had two minutes."

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"Do you want to hear something fascinating?" Then proceeded to share 15 minutes worth of factoids about the Goliath Spider. Fascinating.

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Last night in the frozen aisle of the grocery store, he was begging for a Kid Cuisine. I said no, so he proceeded to start dancing and made up a song about how he needed the Kid Cuisine.

I bought it.

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T walked out of his room on Sunday, dressed for church. I had instructed him to put on a collared shirt, which he did. He had it buttoned all the way to the top, and his collar was popped. I started to undo the top button, and he freaked out. "I like it this way! I don't care if I look like a nerd!" Fine, but I drew the line at the popped collar.