No doubt that I live with a little boy

Every day I am reminded by the little things that I live with a little boy. Sure, I see him and I hear him but he is very different from having a little girl in the house. For instance, I call the little room in the hallway a guest bathroom. He sees it as a science lab and that surprises me sometimes even though I should know better since he is my 3rd son.

"Mom, crystals have to have water. They were too big for the jar"

That still doesn't explain the open glue bottle.....