We took the kids to a nearby playground yesterday when John got home from work. The kids went right to the slides and started piling the dirt/mulch that covers the playground area onto the slides. As soon as enough of the slide was covered (enough being about 2/3 of the slide about 3" thick), the boys would run up to the top and then slide down through the mess. I was being my relaxed self yesterday so I though this was quite entertaining.
After they had been doing this for about 20 minutes another little boy, about Sam's age came over to see what they were doing. Here is the conversation that ensued:
Boy: "You're not supposed to do that. Those sticks are on the ground so that it is soft and you don't get hurt. You are going to get in trouble."
At this point he noticed John and I sitting on a nearby bench.
Boy: "They're not supposed to do that."
I smiled in response and the boy began cleaning off the slides.
At this point Samuel joined the conversation, probably objecting to this boy interrupting their fun. I couldn't hear what was said until the boy turned again to John and I and said,
Boy: "My dad's bigger than that dad."
I busted up laughing. So did John. So did another dad standing nearby. I thought that was only something kids said in the movies!