Yesterday for some reason Jack picked up the phrase "at least". When we were driving to the health club, he started saying "at least" before every sentence.
"At least we have a big tree in our yard, right Daddy?"
"At least you can practice driving."
"At least you can decide what you want to be when you grow up, right Daddy?"
And on and on...
Megan listened quietly from the back seat but since she has my genes in her, the apparent repetition of the phrase "at least" finally got the best of her. "Jack, why do you keep saying 'at least'?"
Jack, without skipping a beat gave her a sideways glance and said, "At least you better stay out of this conversation."