All overheard today in the space of 5 minutes...
"Mommy! My drink! It's not milk, it's not juice, it's not chocolate... it's COFFEE!"
"Aw, my leg. Mommy, what happened to my leg?"
"I don't know, baby - what happened to your leg?"
"I broke it! I broke it all to pieces! But it's getting better."
[While we are in the car going down the road that leads to our street]
"Mommy! Mommy, wait! Go there! (pointing to a side street) That's the donuts! Let's get donuts!"
Surprisingly, the road he pointed to really does lead to DD. I promise y'all we really don't get donuts that often, especially lately.