Our kids are constantly cracking us up. Here are a couple of conversations we've had recently.
Me: "Halle, how is it possible that you have caught yet another cold?"
Neal: "It's because she's kissing the boys at preschool."
Halle: "I am dead seriously, daddy, that I am NOT kissing the boys!"
Dillon: "How is your salsa, Daddy"
Neal: "It's spicy"
Dillon: "And you still like it????" (with a very confused look on his face)
What I didn't tell Neal was the conversation I had earlier that day at the grocery store where Dillon said that hot Cheetos were just for adults, and I said hot Cheetos were for people who weren't very smart. I tend to forget how literal this kid is and I get myself into trouble sometimes.


