Thank God it was "Hay"

I was picking Ryan up from Options School today, and it was a dark, stormy day. All the parents were in the lobby waiting for the kids. Ryan's cute class of Kindergartners came out, and, in true LOUD Ryan fashion, he yelled, "It's already nighttime, and I was like, 'When the hay is my mom going to pick me up?'"

Everyone burst into laughter. Some thought it was so funny that he thought it was nighttime because of the storm, others thought the "when the hay" was what was so funny. Me? I was counting my lucky stars that in this church building, Ryan used his discretion by saying hay. Not sure where the hay he picked that up, but it was relief all around.