Perhaps Overly Specific

Joey told me he wanted a snack. I said, "Do you want some fruit salad as a snack?" He looked offended, and angrily told me "Fruit salad isn't a snack! Only crackers is a snack!!"

Had To Happen Sometime

It's a momentous day; this morning with his mother, Sam recognized the logical absurdity of Dora the Explorer. While the characters onscreen were talking about their entirely ridiculous directions to the south pole, Sam looked at his mom and said, "That's a silly map, mama."

That's my boy.

It's All Relative

For months now Julie has been ending bedtime with "I love you big like the ocean." With Sam is escalated; he loves her big like the world, she loves him big like the sky, he loves her big like the universe. It's sweet.

Lately, Joey has started answering as well. Last night, it was "I love you big like the ocean, and like the sky. And like a bunny!", the last in a rush, like it was the important part. Tonight, ocean, sky, then "the fishes. And a whale! And a octopus! And a shark!!"

(After that, he says, "...and I love daddy big like a little whale.")