Little Man is in the curious phase. More the "what's this?" and "what's that?" right now, but I'm sure it's only a matter of time before the why's start.
So the other day, when he came into the kitchen asking me a "what's this" question, I didn't think otherwise... until I turned around.
Mom: Yeah? (Looking down at the dishes I was washing)
LMA: What's a redneck?
Mom: What's a redneck? It's a.... (then I turned around to see this)
And right behind him was daddy with a huge smirk on his face. Needless to say I didn't answer him and told him to go pick something else out to wear.