Me, too

Boy wonder:  I hope I never have to live all alone.
Mommy, silently and with a big swallow:  Me, too, baby.  Changing subject.

Interrupt Rules

So, I guess God can interrupt Satan, but Satan cannot interrupt God. 

The shirt off his back

M and I were walking over to the grandparents' and I mentioned I was chilly and wished I would have brought my jacket.  He said he was okay because he had long sleeves, but his legs were a little cold in his shorts.  Then he said, "I can give you my shirt, mom."  I told him I was pretty sure he would be cold with no shirt.  He said it was alright.  "God will keep me warm.  If I think of you first and give you my shirt, God will take care of me."  Of course I took the opportunity to explain the saying to my literal boy, wondering if anyone else had ever really lived out the saying.

Almost

Mom:  It's time to turn off your brain now and go to sleep.

M:  In Music class I learned, "Zip it, lock it, then take the key to Talkative Land, then go and get it and bring it to Quiet Land."  Well, I added that part.  It's not really in there.  It's "Zip it, lock it, put the key in your pocket." 

Only my talkative boy would come up with that version of the quieting technique. 

just like tadpoles

Mom, I guess kids are like tadpoles:  you watch them grow and then you let them go.