Arden sat up front with me on the way home from base after Lucan's 18-month check-up. He chatted quite a bit with me, and the random comments and questions were just too cute not to record for posterity!
"Mom, I really wish I could be called Daniel."
"That tree is naked!"
"Mom, in 5 more years I can play football. I am 7, after all." (This after turning 7 YESTERDAY!)
"Mom, do some pirates not wear shirts?"
[Then, apparently not satisfied with the answer I gave him...]
"Tobin, you know more about pirates. Do some pirates not wear shirts?"
"Mom, true or false: Dad is the fattest person in our family."
All these comments came--in the order I just typed them--in a span of about 5 minutes. I love my creative boy!