That’s What Little Boys Are Made Of

This is how I know I am the mom of a little boy:

Ronni (chanting softly): Waheguru waheguru waheguru wahe jio…
Aidan (singing to the same tune of the chant): Wad head dooo doo wad head doo doo…

I guess this is what I expect, seeing as he’s currently reading a Captain Underpants book. I mean getting ready for bed.