The Honesty of Children

I love the blunt honesty of children.

Bryson waving bye to Mom as she drove away...

B to mom: "Bye, gramma! Be careful! Love you! Bye!

B to me: ..."I really worry about her (my mom). She's a terrible driver."

B to mom: "Be careful, gramma!"

B to mom while driving to my house: 

B: "My butt hurts"

Mom: Why?

B: From sitting here while you drive so slow!

B in the bathroom with me

Mom, I can't stand here with you anymore because your butt really stinks when you poop.

B when he wants to end a conversation

B: I'm really tired

Me: why?

B: Talking to you makes me tired

B when he has to poop, but continues to avoid it

Mom, I can't stop farting and my tummy hurts.