Robots, Receding Hairlines, and Carly Simon

Hi there!

So I'm thinking I need to get 3 year old J tested for his hearing, which is no laughing matter- except that it kind of is. I've been noticing more and more lately how he's mishearing a lot of our words. Sometimes it's frustrating (on both sides, ours and his) but a lot of the time it's downright comical. Here's a couple of examples of my favorites:

Me: J, I'll be right out to get your breakfast, bud. Just let me go get my robe on.
(I return with said robe donned) Okay, let's go get some cereal.
J: (looking me up and down expectantly) Mama, where's your robot?
Me: My what?
J: Your robot. You said you were going to go get your robot.

Hee hee.
Well, maybe that one loses something in the telling. It was funny in the moment. Here's another one:

Me and Mr. C putting J to bed after a birthday party: Ok, bud. See you in the morning. Hey! This balloon is losing air.
J, with a totally freaked out look on his face: WHAT? I'm losing hair?

Poor little guy. He really was worried.
Here's one more, but let me set the scene. J had dressed himself that morning in an Old Navy snow cap, mittens, a sweatshirt, shorts, and Converse high tops. None of the aforementioned items were even close to being in the same color scheme. However I was in the mood to be flexible, so we went with it that day:

Princess G and J: Mom! Can we have some of that candy?
Me: We'll see later if you guys are being good.
J: (who must've thought I said "If you LOOK good") Well, I AM lookin' good!

Yes, you are you sweet little thang.

This has been going on for a couple of months now. When I ask around about it, most people assure me that it's just a developmental thing and nothing to worry about. I'm not really worried. In fact, it could even be genetic. I mishear things often- especially song lyrics. My sisters and I were in our early 20's before we learned that Carly Simon's Your So Vain was not titled Your So Lame, as we had been singing it our whole lives. I don't feel too silly about this one because it totally makes sense: "Your so lame, you probably think this song is about you.... don't you? Don't you?"
And no lie, Mr. C and I actually had an argument over a line in Janis Joplin's Bobby McGee. I've only just now come around and acknowledged that perhaps he's right. "Windshield wipers keeping time" makes a lot more sense than "Windshield wipers, turpentine."
I still say it sounds like turpentine.
Maybe I should make that hearing test a double appointment.