Dane is five (I think?) and the most confident little man I have met in many months. We went swinging, me and Dane and Elliot, and Dane could tell Elliot was nervous.
"Doesn't he know how to swing?" he said.
I explained that he was just learning. "Do you remember when you were learning how to swing?"
"I did it really fast. It took me, like 5 minutes. Or actually it was like 2 minutes."
There was a pause. "Actually, I learned it when I was born."
Another pause, and then (I am not making this up): "Actually, I learned it when I was in the womb."
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