this evening roark was on the couch, ipod in hand, watching super mario games on youtube.
around the corner in the kitchen i hear him say, "oh shit." i assume the player must have died.
i come into the living room and our eyes lock. he seriously volunteers, "i didn't say anything," to my stare.
this is funny coming from an almost five year old. funny enough that 'i am glad i had kids' type moment.