stinky pinnies

The kids, being now kids instead of babies, have entered that wonderful stage of comic relief through language. Their earnest and literal comprehension really cracks me up. I told them this morning that I needed 5 minutes alone, or else I would "blow-up". A2 said, "But you don't have a blow hole!". Yes, I was still vibrating with irritation and annoyance, but I giggled anyway and that made me feel better.

Had a funny conversation with A1 last night while he was falling asleep:

A1: When I grow up I want to be a space man.
Me: You could do that. Just work really hard in math and science and reading and keep yourself very fit and you could be a spaceman.
A1: You could buy me a space suit.
Me: They would give you a space suit once you were accepted into the space program.
A1: Do I have to wear pinnies in the space program?
Me: (uncontrollable laughing) it’s not that kind of program.

A1 doesn’t like the smell of pinnies. Who does?