C-ism...

Today The Husband and I went with C and A to the Church Distribution Center to buy some things. As we were there wondering around trying to find out sizes and checking out scripture prices (because we have still not bought B his scriptures for his 8th birthday) and looking at wall art of the Temples to hang in our home (someday) C started to get a little antsy. This is the following conversation...

Co: Sarah, Sarah. My eye is broken!
Me: (not even looking at him) Oh know which eye?
C: This eye, Sarah.
Me: (still not looking) well cover up the other eye so that one can get strong and get all better.
C: But Sarah, it's broken I won't be able to see where I am going.

Little crazy boy...