And just to show that not everything my son says is the cutest thing in the world...

A fly landed on my arm during dinner.

NM: "Stupid fly." (Shooing it away.)

Leif the rest of the LONG weekend: "Stupid fly." (Repeat ad nauseum.)

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Leif: "Dot Com."

NM: "What?"

Leif: "Dot Com."

NM: "What dot com?"

Leif: "Anything dot com mommy."

Hardwired evidently.