Boys grow Dirt

Trystan and I had an interesting conversation while debating the appropriate length of his fingernails. He likes them longer, but I don't like the grunge he accumulates under them.

"I don't know where the dirt COMES from, anyway!!" he grumbled. Clip, clip...

"Trystan, boys apparently GROW dirt," I tell him. He disagrees, and I counter with, "Yes, I think they do. I think 90% of the dirt in this world falls off of little boys while they are going about their business."

Trystan foils me with this one..

"No, Mom. Not me. God made everyone else in the world out of dirt.
Me, he made out of turkey."