I often bring my son along because he enjoys going, and also because he is forever optimistically thinking I will buy him a cookie or an Icee or something from the food counter.

Him: I need some new toothpaste.
Me: Ok, go pick whichever one you want.
Him: (putting a tube in cart) Ok, I’m taking this one.
Him: No, wait a minute… (goes back to shelf)
Him: I don’t care if it has Disney Princesses on it, I want the Bubblegum flavor.

Now, should I be proud that my nine year old doesn’t care if his toothpaste has the decidedly uncool (for him) Princesses on it, or that in order to get the Bubblegum flavor, you have to get the Princesses?

Me: We need a hand soap refill, choose one for us. I’ll let you decide which scent you like best.
Him: (coming back to cart in record amount of time) Got it.
Me: Oh, what scent did you choose?
Him: I dunno what scent it was, I just picked the pink one. Things that are pink almost always smell good.

Now, should I be concerned about his generalizations about the color pink, or that the scent he actually chose was pink  grapefruit, and was the nastiest, most godawful-smelling soap I have ever used in my life?

And does anybody blame me for not taking him to Target with me last night?