C: Mommy, I can see my bones!
Me: ....
C: And if I turn my eyes around I can see my BRAIN!
Me: Your brain? Does it look gross?
C: No, it looks COOL.
C: Mommy, can you see YOUR brain?
Me: Ummm, no.
* I really hate to think how much he resembles a young Hannibal Lecter. And? This is not gonna help me hire a babysitter.