Kian-ism of the day

When we get home from shopping, putting the groceries away, he hands Kevin his quart of milk:
"Here daddy, here's your yucky cow milk"
hehe

In Wegmans, while riding in the cart and helping me shop:

"When I grow up, I want to be a gril" (girl)
Me: You want to be a what? a girl?
"Yes, I want to be a gril".
Me: sorry, buddy, that ain't going to happen. Ever.
"yes"
Me: No, you were born a boy and you'll always be a boy.
"Okay."

shew...