From the Mouths of Babes

Today my three-year-old has been full of interesting statements...

I spent very little time on my personal appearance this morning. (I slapped my hair into a pony tail, threw on some clean clothes, and that's about it.) As I entered the boys' bedroom my three-year-old looked up at me with sleepy eyes and said:

"Oh no, Mommy. You don't look pretty anymore."

A few minutes later, after the kids were up and dressed, my son brought me his new toy. It was a big mess of a tangled spring.

"Mommy?" he asked, "Can you fix my flinky?"

After breakfast my sunny little guy bounced around the living room. He excitedly talked about his upcoming fourth birthday (the day's more than two months away) and about his big party plans. I only half-listened as he jabbered on.

"Hey, you know what?" he said, "I want a rat cake! A rat cake, Mommy!"

"A rat cake???"

"Yeah Mommy! You know, like Remy the rat!"

Ah yes. I think it's shaping up to be an entertaining day...