Quincey-isms

Last night we were settling the kids down for bed and a story (HP, of course!) and Quincey, who often sleeps in just his Y-fronts was also wearing socks for some reason. As hubby read the story, I pulled off Quincey's socks and rolled them up, then stuck them in the front of his undies.

Quincey laughs, shoves his now very ample 'package' upwards and says "Now I look like Daddy!"
I laugh, and hubby cringes, then Quincey says, "Nah, if I was as big as Daddy, it would reach up to the ceiling!"

*snorfle*

Earlier, when Harry, Quincey and i were driving home from school, Harry said something about 'Evasive action' and Quince was all ???? Like, action in a VASE?

My kids slay me!