I picked up the boys at my mom's house on Monday and as she was helping me get everyone in the car, this conversation occurred:
GRANDMA: Bye Paul. See you Sunday for your birthday.
PAUL: Don't forget the presents!
GRANDMA: What do you want for your birthday?
PAUL: I want the monster truck thing that knocks people down.
GRANDMA: I don't know what that is?
ME: And you will be happy with anything anyone gives you.
PAUL: Yes, Grandma. I'll be happy when you bring me the monster truck toy.