The other day Manny was trying to take apart one of his Thomas Trains (again) and he was explaining to Grammy and I that he needed to get a screw driver. He came back in the room and had the following conversation:
Grammy: Did you fix it?
Manny: Yes, I needed a Philip screwdriver, just like me, Manny Philip Ramos. Not the flat one.
Grammy: Manny, you are so funny. I don't know any other three-year-olds that know the difference between screwdrivers.
Manny: Maybe their Daddy's could teach them.