This morning Seth looked up at me, concern in his big blue eyes. "Mommy, I think I need to be tooken to da doctor."
"Because I always don't know where I'm going, sometimes."
A little while later, Skyler showed me a twenty-dollar bill he discovered in the living room. "It's mine!"
"No, it's not," I said, taking it from him gently. "It's mine."
"But Mommy," he protested, pointing to the face on the front, "it has a boy on it!"
This morning while I was helping Anaya get dressed, she told me, "I'm getting new hair."
"Really," I responded. "How do you want your hair cut this time?"
"No, I'm not getting it cut," she corrected. "I'm getting new hair. I drew a picture of what I want it to look like, and I sent it to the people who are going to give me new hair." She was so poker-faced, I didn't know what was going on in her head. "They are going to send it to me soon."
A minute later she poked her head around the corner to me, with her nightgown over her head as "hair." "See, Mommy," she crowed, "I got new hair! It even has ponytails!" She scampered away laughing hysterically.