“Mommy, Baron is lucky because he bited a book and got thrown in jail, but he escaped from jail and that’s why he’s lucky!”
Personally, I think it’s pretty darned UNlucky to get thrown into jail for biting a book (hmm, I wonder what would happen if someone broke into a museum and took a huge chunk out of an important document–like say, the Constitution–with their teeth?). But anyhow. Sir I. stands by his definition.
Speaking of Baron, the following exchange made me realize just why my kids are so loud. They can’t get attention any other way.
Me: *pours milk for older kids*
Baron: Me, too? Please?
Me: *pours milk for quiche*
Baron: Milk, mommy? Pleeeeeassse?
Me: *puts milk away in the refrigerator*
Baron: *ear-splitting train-whistle shriek* *agitated flailing of limbs*
Me: Oh? Did you want some milk, too, sweetie?