Boy/girl conversation with the Little Mister

Mommy: (When he came upstairs) Are you being a good boy down there?

Noah: Uh-huh.

Mommy: Is Maia being a good boy?

Noah: Uh-huh. (Then he looks at me like a light bulb went off.) Maia is a girl!

Mommy: Oh. Are you being a good girl?

Noah: I'M A BOY!

Mommy: Is daddy a boy or a girl?

Noah: (Really thinking now.) Daddy is a DADDY!

Mommy: Is mommy a girl or a boy?

Noah: Girl, mommy. (Rolling his eyes, totally annoyed with me now you could tell, and then back downstairs he went.)

I love conversations with him . . . what a joy :c)