Cole went to visit with Nana and Pap Pap last weekend and when he returned home he informed me that he had eaten "chicken hands" for dinner. I giggled and he then said: "Oh, or maybe they were chicken feet".
Tonight Reid was telling Daddy about our trip to the pet store the other day. He looked at me and said: "I mad at Mommy" to which i asked: "Why are you mad at Mommy?". His reply was priceless: "Mommy not let me pet the guinea pigs but the sign said it was a pet store".