"You're writing that down, aren't you?"

I call my mom on a nearly daily basis to tell her the funny things that come out of Quincy's mouth. She always says "you're writing that down, aren't you?" I always say I will, but....... Anyway, I am going to want to remember these things, so I may as well blog them. Here's what I got this morning. We were in a hurry to get somewhere, so Quincy took a shower with me. When we were drying off she said "Mom, you've got four mosquito bites on your bum." No, I have not been hanging around outside naked, these mosquitos sting through multiple layers of clothes. Anyway, I said "Why would a mosquito want to sting me on my bum?" Her reply "Maybe it's the juiciest part." She's going to be a brilliant scientist someday.