C: "I drew this for you Mama."
Me: "Oh that is awesome. Who is this?"
C: "That is me."
Me: "Well you are getting really good at drawing, I can see your arms and legs and head, but you don't normally have big red horns do you?"
C: "Oh, no, those aren't horns. Those are my ears. But you cut them off so there is a lot of blood going everywhere."
Me: (trying not to show my horror) "Oh, that is interesting. But you know I would never actually cut your ears, right?"
C: "Oh yeah." pause "But if they got really big, wouldn't you cut them to make them normal?"
Me: "Um, no, cuz your ears are always perfect."
Then he walks off like he was totally cool with it either way.
Why are boys so gruesome?