David asked me to buy 12 packs of sausage so he could mix them with his venison and make bratwurst. When I was putting package after package of sausage in the cart at the grocery store Colt said, "Mom! Why are you getting so many? You need to leave some for everyone else. You need to always share!"

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Waiting for David at the gas station: "Mom, where is Dad? I'm ready to ROLL THESE WHEELS!"

Colt's Jesus Song

Well, the other day we had some friends over so the kids could play. When they left I hopped in the shower because Colt and Kylie were both taking their afternoon nap. BUT, when I got out, I heard a woman's voice downstairs saying," Is anyone home? Is there anyone here?" Ok, that was a little shocking, but I went down and there was a neighbor with Colt! He had woken up disoriented, and had unlocked the door and gone out! The neighbor found him crying at the end of our driveway!

That was terrifying. I guess I'll have to triple lock the doors or something. That was a first for sure. Anyways, I decided to make sure Colt knew his address. And I think he got it, for the most part. . .

"607 Apple Drive - Wake Forest, NORTH POLE!" (obviously I wrote a pseudo address down for any stalkers out there -ha!), but the North Pole part. . . must be Christmas?

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I was preparing to leave for graduation at SEBTS on Friday, Colt said, "I want to go to SALIVATION too, Mom!"

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When the black checker pieces were missing this morning, my dad asked Colt how we would find them? Colt said, "The Holy Spirit."

We were all sitting together tonight, when Colt decided we should all act out the nativity scene. "Dad, you be Joseph."

"I will be a wise man."

"Kylie is always baby Jesus, because she's a baby."

" Mom (who is holding Kylie at the time), you be the hay."

Hay? Really? . . . I suppose that's an important part too. But I was thinking Mary maybe?

Colt singing: "Row, row, row your boat, gently down the STREEEET!" (I guess that makes sense to you Son?)

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I was talking to a lady from church, and when she walked away Colt ran up to me and yelled, "WHAT'S THE NEWS, MOM?!" (where did you learn that phrase anyways?)

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"Mom, when you took me to school, you were picking your nose and Mrs. Tammy told you not to pick your nose."

Um, no I don't think so Colt. . . But, did she tell YOU that?

"Oh yeah, that was me."