Mr. Smarty Pants!

Last week, Daniel and Daddy went out to get the mail from the mailbox.

This has become a favorite evening activity for Daniel, since he gets to open the mailbox and carry part of the mail back in.

As soon as he rides back in in his Daddy's arms, I ask "what do you have in your hand?"

He raises the envelope and said "Mail from Geico."

I look, and sure enough, its an advertisement from Geico. You could have scooped me off of the floor. Randall swore that the response was with no prompting from him. Holy Cow.

A little bit later, we ask him again, "You got some mail?"

and again, we get "Mail from Geico." but this time Mr. Smarty Pants adds, "I seen it on TV."

Hmm...guess its about time for parental controls on the old boob-tube!