Shopping at Target
T spots Qtips and asks: Mommy do you use qtips like Daddy does to clean his ears?
Me: No, my ears are different. You (meaning all three boys) have Daddy's ears and will need them.
T: Me and L have Daddy's ears. Z has your ears.
Me: Huh?
T: Z has your ears. He listens to you.
I had to try very hard to keep a straight face!
