From the mouth of three-year-olds

Riley may not be quite as eloquent as his cousin Tyler of the "doomed underwear" fame, but he's had a few gems lately.

A few days ago Riley came in our room at 6 in the morning and tried to climb in bed for comfort. I really cherish my last half hour of sleep (Zeke usually doesn't wake up between 2 and 8), so I told Riley to head right back to his bed. He burst into tears and cried out, "But there's a chicken leg in my eye!!!" He insisted several times that this was the case, and I promise you he was wide awake, not sleepwalking. So we hugged him and sent him to the bathroom, where it must have fallen out because he went back to bed.

Tonight we were eating dessert when he suddenly put down his spoon and shivered. I asked if his ice cream made him shiver and he replied, "Yeah, it colds my tummy."

Love that kid!