I often wonder if my kids actually listen to anything I say. I can ask them to do something 5 times before I have to yell it; then they're confused on why I'm yelling at them. Other times, Andrew and I can be whispering a conversation to each other, and the kids (who are across the room) can hear precisely what we are saying.
I call it 'Selective Hearing.'
Other times, my words of wisdom pop up out of nowhere. Like yesterday's conversation with Cullen.
Me: Cullen what did you learn in school today?
Cullen: I can't tell you. It's a secret.
Me: Come on Cullen. That's not fair. What did you learn today?
Cullen: Well, Mom, life's not fair.
BAM! My words of wisdom use correctly!
I couldn't have been prouder. I chuckled at him and said, "Yes, son, you're right. Life isn't fair."
Apparently if I use a phrase often enough, he'll remember it. Let's just hope he doesn't remember my more colorful phrases.