While we were in Utah, I was reprimanding Scout after he had a morning of being stinky.  I was saying, “Scout, you were not listening to mom all morning….you need to choose the right….you need to be really good….Scout,  you know how to be good.”  I kept reinforcing to him that he knew how to be good, and then he paused and said, “but I be’d pretty good?”

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(Perfect picture as he is about to chuck a ball at sis.)