Museum Sunday

C: Did you know that you can't drive in Seattle? People are parking in the middle of the intersection!  When we go to Seattle, we'll have to take a train.  I saw it on the news!
Google the "Mercer Mess."

C: You have to help me get to sleep!
Me: Good night.
C: But I need some help sleeping! 
Me: Good night, Colton!

C: I had these AirFaces as a treat at school!  (AirHeads)

C: Is it 55 degrees?
Me: Yes.
C: So it's just one inch higher than just a minute ago!

C: These might be too small.  There's a baby on them.
Referring to the Gerber baby on his footie jammies.

C: Every Sunday that's not a race Sunday is a museum Sunday!

C: I can't brush my teeth tonight.  I'm too tired.

C: I can't get dressed before breakfast because I get too distracted upstairs!
#littleboyproblems

Me (to Dad): D would be my son; he's eating the frosting and J would be yours; he's after the cake.
C: I'm in to the whole thing!

Happy 1st Birthday, little brothers!!