"That's the store that we need to go to and open the door and put our money in." (At age 3. While driving by the new Toys 'R' Us.)

The roaring of the wind is my wife and the stars through the window pane are my children. The mighty abstract idea I have of beauty in all things stifles the more divided and minute domestic happiness.

“No it's not. It's a big hot!” At 2 years old. After being warned that the car seat was a little hot.

“If all the people in the world were nice could we just get rid of the word mean?”

I hope they get here soon. The kids are biting at the chomp.