Bedtime.

I was snuggling Pax in bed tonight as Adam snuggled Blythe (they share a room). All of a sudden, Adam sniffed. "oh, honey, did you poop?" B:"no" Adam:"are you sure?" B:"yes, I did. Could you change me?" (climbing out of bed) "I'll get a diaper," I just started to laugh...I'm pretty sure if you can talk that well,you should be pooping on the potty. And then my biggest son and I had a conversation about how Jesus "squumped" hell (his word, not mine) and crashed it to an alien planet. Did you know there are dragons there with stinky breath? Yeah, me neither. I love bedtime.