As I've said on here before, Hezekiah is an old soul. Mature, bright, with a happy disposition. Sometimes it is easy to forget he is only four years old.
Until I have a conversation with him like the one we had yesterday over lunch.
Hezekiah: Mama, do you change your underwear every day?
Me: Did you just ask if I change my underwear every day?
Hezekiah: Oh. Cause sometimes I do and sometimes I don't.