So Does This Mean We Have a Future Brain Surgeon On Our Hands?

Today the following conversation took place between me and my 4 year old son as we were driving home from the store.

Son: Mom, can I see a real brain some day?

Me: You want to see grain?

Son: No a BRAIN

pause (and I had been trying to figure out where to find grain…if only…)

Me: I don’t think so, that would be pretty tough

Son: Well, if someone died and then we cut their head open, then we could see what their brain looked like

another pause…(Did my sweet, innocent little boy just say that)?

gulp

Me: True, but that would be pretty gross, don’t you think?

Son: Yea…

So, I am hoping that this little conversation can be taken as an indication that my son will grow up to be a brain surgeon some day because the alternative is down right scary!