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Getting ready for bed tonight...Me: Kian go put your jammies on so you will be modest (we've been talking about modesty).  Kian: Why do I have to be modest?  No one is here.

Kian: I'm having a hard time getting my ipod to stay on my head.  Me: your what?  Kian: My ipod (as I turn around and see him putting on an EYE PATCH to be a pirate.  Tonight, while squishing before...

Kian, after a string of previously asked "why" questions: mama, why is there a cement truck there?  Me:  It looks like it is dumping concrete on the old parking lot.  Kian:  Why are they dumping concrete...

We were in Albertson's and Kian said "let's get some flowers for you."  Of course I couldn't refuse, and these are the Valentine flowers he picked out.  Sorry girls, he's still mine.