Preposterous

"Hey Mommy?" Cameron said to me. "Do you remember yesterday at the pool? When I was waiting in line to go down the slide? And there were a bunch of other kids in line?"

"Yes."

"Well, there was a girl there, and when it was my turn she said to me, 'Oh, you can go down now, little boy.'"

Here, he pauses. His mouth rounds into an O and his eyes widen dramatically. "Little boy?" He turns his palms up and shakes his head in amazement. "LITTLE BOY?!?! I'm FIVE! So, I just looked at her like this," and here he gives a squinty-eyed look of disdain over his shoulder, "and I went zooming down the slide. Like, what does she think, I'm three or something?"