All Kinds of Wrong

I took Wyatt to scrapbooking with me scrapbooking like two months ago (I know, I know, but I am having him put his baseball pictures in an album). He mostly used the Cricut die cutting machine for an hour and then he was DONE. On the way there, however, he had a startling discovery. As we pulled into the church for the crop, he said, "The scrapbooking is here? That is just all kinds of wrong! Those two things don't go together at all." Maybe odd, but "all kinds of wrong?" I have no idea where he got that one.