strangely

Last night as Ren and I cuddled and told stories in my bed at bedtime, he said, ‘Why is that guy acting so strangely?”  
    It gave me pause for a moment, “Nice word choice, little man. You’re four, right?”
    “Yeah.”
    “And you chose that adverb? And used it correctly?”
    He looked at me, shrugged his shoulders and gave me the I-don’t-know-what-you-are-talking-about look. “Okay, momma,” he said, then asked again, “Why is that guy acting so strangely?”
 

“I was helping Ren get dressed and dug around in his dresser for undergarments. “Boxers or briefs, “I said holding up a pair of Spider Man undies and a pair of solid color boxer briefs. “Briefs,” he said. “I really don’t like boxers.””