Henry: Oh sh*t. I forgot my water bottle.
Henry: Sh*t, I forgot my water bottle.
You should have seen his little seven-year-old, toothless, freckled-up face when he said it. He totally didn’t have a clue. On the upside, he is obviously picking up some incidental language somewhere.
We are aiming for the fences around here, folks…aiming for the fences.