Griffin's brain

Today we had an argument about leaving the park to get home in time to take a bath and get ready for bed, nothing too unusual. On the drive home I made a comment about how he was feeling or thinking (I can't remember too clearly because I've already blocked out the bad moments to save my sanity). Griffin said forcefully, "You don't know, you aren't inside my brain!" and I had to agree with him. Then a few minutes later he said, "I know everything!" and I just had to try not to laugh. Can't wait for the teenage years!