Hubs took the boys to the country to see my MIL and FIL a couple of weeks ago while I was at my women's conference.
You know what they say about one man's junk being another man's treasure? Well, that is so true. FIL has a body shop and he has a pile of scrap parts from cars out behind his body shop. Hubs said that the boys had the best time digging through that pile. They dug out license plates, rims, hub caps and all types of things. Apparently, they found a set of hub caps that are worthy some money and they are going to try to sell them on eBay. (Hubs has already found one set similar that people are bidding big money on.)
Big Guy found a bunch of things and showed Grandpa how if he welded together some tire rims and put a door on top it would make a great table. Hubs said that Grandpa was so impressed that he stopped and they actually built that table. Grandpa is now using that Big Guy-inspired table in his shop.
After a day of treasure hunting they all went inside for supper. FIL and MIL were asking about my baby sister and how the babies were doing. It was typical baby conversation until...
FIL: "Well, I'm glad to hear she is doing well. Do they know the sex of the babies yet?"
Hubs said at this point Little Guy's eyes got really big and he said in a firm voice... "Hey! There are children at this table!"
Hubs said he wasn't sure what was funnier. Little Guy's reaction or his Dad's automatic explanation of the XY chromosomes and splitting and fraternal/paternal twins, etc....
Yes. I've said it before and I'll say it again. Little Guy could give my FIL a run for his money if they were around much.