Some days Michael will come wandering in from somewhere to show me something, and my initial reaction is, "What the heck is he thinking?!?" Okay, this happens most days. And, no, I don't say it out loud. I kind of plaster a Mom-smile on my face and ask an opening question that doesn't make me sound like I'm totally clueless about the inner workings of my youngest child.
Because I had taken the boys to see Despicable Me 2 yesterday. And as William pointed out, "He looks like Gru!"
This one, on the other hand, I don't try too hard to understand, but just accept him in his total cat-awesomness.