Me: (opening Sam's closet door and finding 3 pre-schoolers inside) what are guys doing?
Sam: playing tic-tac-fundernoose!
Sam: I can't sleep. I'm just sooooo sick. (he is not sick, for the record.)
Me: do you want milk and a snack?
Sam: yes. But I also like love.
I caved and cuddled with him. One day he won't want me anywhere near him.
Me: there's bean soup on the stove.
J: what's that?
Me: ...soup...with beans in it...
I'm glad my family can provide me with such amusement. Maybe we can make you giggle too.