Generation Gap

Tanner and I have been staying with my parents for the last week, helping with preparations for the big wedding this weekend. We're so excited, but more on that in another post.

This conversation took place at our dinner table last night:

Dad: What happened to Tanner's forehead?

Me: He "bit it" outside this afternoon.

Dad: Max bit him?? (Max is our dog.)

Me: No, Dad. Tanner "bit it."

Dad: Tanner fell and bit his own forehead?

Me: Yeah, dad. :)