Field Trip this morning

"Hoos-ster. No, hooot-t-t-ters."

I could hear our boy sounding out the word in the backseat of the van. Sure, enough, there was the restaurant right there. "Oh how cute," I whispered to my coworker. "He so innocently has no idea what he is sounding out."

But then when he kept repeating it over and over again, we were like, "Oh he knows exactly what he is saying." He is 10 years old after all, and not just learning to read. And he has not been sheltered in his young life. He's seen it all.