***warning: this post contains the word "poop"***
"Ezra, please stop sucking on Simon." ---Jennifer
"Oh, yeah, mom...it's McTeacher Night. Can we go to McDonalds? (as we're finishing the soup I made for supper)" ---Isaac
"Owww...it's hurting to poop...it always does that when I save my poop up for too long and it gets too big." ---Ezra
"Oh, yeah, I did that when I was little...when I was 2 (after I asked why there were chalk marks on the red wall in his room)" ---Ezra
"Do I really have to take a shower? (knowing he hasn't had a shower in longer than I care to admit here on cyberspace)" ----Isaac
"Mom...we need to buy a cowboy outfit for Joel who lives with Jacki. I think his mom said he's from Haiti. (after I explained to him that kids in Haiti don't have lots of toys and clothes like we do)" ---Ezra
By the way, Joel is not really from Haiti as far as I know. It seems to me that he has plenty of toys and clothes, although I guess a kid could always use more. His skin color really seems to give him away, too, but I guess you never know....maybe Ezra is up on something I don't know...maybe I need to get that cowboy outfit in the mail.