I had to tear Ambrose away from his cutting and gluing to go to swim lessons yesterday.
He was sad about this so I was trying to pump him up for a good workout in the pool.
Me: "Are you gonna swim like a shark!?!"
Him: (laughing like I'm ridiculous) "No maaaaama."
Me: "Oh, cuz you're gonna splash like a killer whale?!?"
Him: (rolls his head in laughter) "Noooo mamaaaa!"
Me: "Ohhh, that's cuz you're gonna flip around in the pool and do tricks like a wild dolphin!!!!"
Him: (suddenly serious and said with great gravity in his tone) "No, Ambrose will be like a tree on the stair."
He's got this whole honesty thing down.