"I can't wait until I'm grown up Mummy."
"Why's that Pickle?"
"Because then I can tell children off."
I think I'm reasonably horrified that he thinks that's what we do although maybe it's no bad thing that he knows who's in charge!
Wotsit's words are also coming along - "Daddy, stop stroking Mummy". (He was only massaging my shoulders). And, the sentence I've heard most this weekend "It's mine actually".
God, I love these boys.