On our way home from school, I drove the car over a bump in the road. One of those bumps where for a split second you feel like you are in a roller coaster. After we went over the bump, Gillian giggled in the backseat. I asked her why she was laughing. She said “We go over a monkey!” (At least that’s what I heard). I questioned her again and she said “We go over a mountain!”

Yesterday, John said to Daddy, “I want something like a walkie talkie. You know. It’s little. It’s just on your ear.” Daddy said “A Bluetooth?” John said “Yeah! So I can talk to my family on it!”