C: Mom, my head hurts.
Me: I'm sorry, buddy. I don't know what to do for it.
C: My dad usually eats my brains.
C: I have an idea of what we should have for breakfast!
Me: We're having a special breakfast today.
C: What is it?
Me: Orange rolls with frosting on top.
C: I have an idea for an even specialer breakfast!
Me: Yeah? What?
C: Strawberry-blueberry-ootmeal-shortcake!
Me: Well, we don't have any strawberries, or blueberries, or shortcake.
C: But we do have ootmeal! (it's not oatmeal, it's ootmeal)
C: Is it nap time?
Me: For the babies, yes.
C: Is it nap time for you and Dad? My dad yells at the babies when they sleep and it's not nap time.
Dad would like me to clarify that he doesn't actually yell at them. Well, duh.
C: My Nanan can fix my move-by-itself-James!
Dad: She can, huh?
C: Yeah, because she's a magical!
C: Why do I always have to go to bed? I'm gonna be SO BORED!
Me: You're supposed to be bored so you can sleep!
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