nine year-old genius child say what?!

The other day, I'm having a completely harmless, innocent, but meaningful conversation at my kitchen table.  I say, "What do you call those people who have so much stuff that they have to dig them out from under all of it when they die?"

From across the room a bold voice asks, "Um...Us?"



*crickets*

You better believe I put that kid straight to work.  (and yes, my electrolux vacuum is being held together with yellow duck tape.  Don't judge.  Oh wait.  That's the whole point of this post...)