On Christmas night, we were cutting into our Christmas cake (which was not the traditional tree shape this year) and I asked Adam to cut me a larger slice. Joseph looked at us and said, "Aren't you trying to lose weight?"
Bite me, kid.
A few days later, we were at McDonald's and Georgie was stuck up in the play area. He wouldn't get down and Joseph wouldn't and couldn't help him. I turned to Adam and said, "I am NOT going up there."
Joseph said, "Yeah, Mom's already had to go up there once before. It's your turn. You're thinner than Mommy, so if she can fit up there, you can too."
He's sleeping outside. FOREVER.
Good thing he's cute!