Today I gave Camille a new cute lightweight shirt (Kenzo in fact) and she said, "I could even wear it in...no I can't say it!"
Stefan said, "I hope we aren't moving to Africa. They have REALLY big bugs there." He also mentioned "Aggle-lators." Then yesterday riding in the car he said, "Does every state have a sun, or is there one sun bright enough for the whole world?"
I hate looking at the mess in the basement and thinking that I have to go through all of it and decide what to throw away and what to put in a box that I won't look through for two to four years or more. Ick.