One day, when Colt was around 4 years old, he came home from school and proudly told David that he had eaten 4 hotdogs at school that day. David jokingly replied, "Get out of here!" Colt took him literally and he started crying. Then he asked David if he could at least help him pack his things. hahaha

Colt and I were talking about how sick I was with all 3 pregnancies, and then how painful it is to give birth. He said he was really glad he wasn't a girl and didn't have to have babies! He asked if I ever wished I were a boy instead :) I said, "No, I'm thankful to be your Mommy." What he said next made me laugh. He said, "It's amazing how we start out as small as a little hair and turn into this, huh? I'm glad I can't remember what it was like in your belly, because I would be screaming WHERE IS THE CHU KOU (Chinese for exit - bahahaha)??!!"

Colt had to leave the dinner table to poop, but he came back and David noticed he didn't hear the toilet flush. He said, "I didn't hear the toilet flush." Colt said, "I can't flush! It's loading." hahahaha. We couldn't help but laugh (he meant the tank was refilling with water to flush again).

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." :) :) :)

Another good Colt question, "Mom, will people in wheelchairs be able to walk again?" I told him it depends on the reason they are in the wheelchair (i.e. injury, broken bone, accident, age, paralysis). He said, "Oh! I get it. So, if someone spills glue all over their legs and can't get it off, then their legs will be glued together FOREVER and they won't be able to walk again." I died laughing. That was funny.

Walking Colt home from school, for some reason MY hands were freezing and Colt's were warm! I asked him why MY hands were cold and his weren't? His answer: "Maybe. . . you are about to die?" WHAT? Um, no. Try again son. His second answer: "Maybe because it's turning winter." That's more probable and acceptable to me :)