James Speak

James: Who are these people?
Kristi: We don't know them, I just read their blog.
(next blog I visited had a picture of Jesus)
James: There's Jesus. We know Him.


James gets up to go potty in the middle of that night and always has to use ours for some reason. (Just to make sure we're aware he is up probably.) So I help him on the toilet and go back to bed. Next thing I know Taylor is asking him what he is doing.
Kristi: He probably needs some help with his underwear and going back to bed.
Taylor: I already did that.
Kristi: No, he just went in. You must be dreaming.
Taylor: No. I already took him back to bed. I remember. (Turns out he was right.)
Taylor gets out of bed to get him, I keep laying there.
Taylor: What are you doing? Why are you up again and in our bathroom?
James: I thought it would be fun. (2 am folks)
Taylor: Well it's not.
Me giggling hysterically.


Kristi: Should we put Matthias in a bed now and save the crib for a baby?
James: Yeah, when another baby comes.
Kristi: Are you saying you think we need to go get a new baby?
James: No, it will come in your tummy.


James: Matt's a girl now. We have a boy and a girl.
Kristi: No, we still have two boys.
James: No. Matt, you're a girl.
Both boys commence giggling. When I told this story to Taylor he also laughed. Since when is calling your brother a girl funny for your brother and your dad? Honestly.