Colt: "I think I ate to much Mom." Me: "Were eyes bigger than your stomach buddy?" Colt: "What does that even mean?" Me: "Sometimes when you see lots of yummy food, you think you can eat more than you stomach can really hold." Colt: "But my eyes are REALLY a lots SMALLER than my stomach?" Me: (yes, I guess so in reality huh?)

Colt's most recent cute statement: "Mom, when I . . . what's it called? When I'm 18 I RETIRE from school right? I think I should stay home until I'm 19 just to be safe though. Then I will go find my wedded wife." :) :) :)