Does He Have An 'Off' Button?

My youngest is now four.

He turned four two days after Christmas. Okay, so I didn't time that one out too well. Hey, I've learned.

I've also learned that just because he is four, doesn't mean he ACTS four. More like four going on twenty. Here are some of the things my "20" year-old has rattled off since his birthday.

"Hey, Mom, do boys have boobs? Cause I've been wondering." Try answering that in front of a room full of people.

After getting his new 'big boy' bed, Hayden asked, "Who's gonna sleep in my other one?"

Upon finding a pack of sugar-free gum in his stocking, he turned to me and said, "Finally! My OWN pack of gum. That means I don't ask YOU for permission." W-R-O-N-G.

Three days AFTER Christmas, Hayden asked, "How many more days till Santa comes?" That tells me two things...1) He wasn't impressed with Santa's delivery. 2) It's gonna be a looooong year.

When Hayden was giving me some attitude, I stopped him and said, "You will be respectful to your mother." He yelled back, "That's not nice, Mom. That means 'Mommy doesn't love you.' Huh?

And finally, to his grandmother, who had just gotten out of bed the day after Christmas..."Your hair is WEIRD...is that a mohawk?"

I'm still looking for the 'off' switch.