Recently overheard in the Fuglei Household:

Tim: Guess what Lilly gave Carter?
Me: Uuuuuhhhh. Gum?
Tim: Lilly, you tell her.
Lilly: Coffee. (Big grin).
Me: COFFEE!?!?!?!?
Lilly: Yeah. It was in the pitcher and I thought it was juice. Ummm. Grape Juice?
Tim: Dude. You put milk in it.
Lilly: Well yeah, it didn't taste like juice.
Tim: So you had some too?
Carter: (While vibrating) Sissy drank some too.(Lilly nods head)
Me: The children each drank a cup of cold coffee this morning while you slept?
Tim: Seems like

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Carter: mumble mumble mumble
Carter: (grunting) GAH!
Me: What's going on Carter?
Carter: My f*!&ing cereal won't stay in the f*!$ing bowl!

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Lilly, playing with dolls in a school bus: "Oh no, oh no, why did you sign us up for this tragedy, mother? We're toooooooo young to diiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeee!"

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Carter: 45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50, 51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59, 60
I'm unable to speak! I'm stunned. My 2 1/2 year old baby is able to do something my daughter didn't do until she was FIVE!! I'm staring at him in amazement as he counts all the way to 70. And then, wondering what he might do next, in awe of this amazing little guy that I've brought into the world. . . . I watch him lean over and lick the cat.