Last night I was talking with Ethan about a swimming party taking place tonight for all of the boys who played baseball in Germantown Hills this summer.

Ethan: “So what time is the swimming party?”

Me: “From 8:00-10:00pm.”

Ethan: “I don’t really want to go.”

Me: “Why not?”

Ethan: “Well…my bedtime is 8:00pm and I’m usually asleep by 9:00pm.  I think I’ll just be too tired.”

Me: [shocked silence for a moment] “You are the oldest 7-year old boy I know!”