A couple Bug quotes

Yesterday, Bug ran into the kitchen and told me in his most excited voice, "Mama! I'm all ready for soccer!!"  I said, "Oh, yeah! You've got your cleats on."  He: "And I've got my gloves, and my soccer shirt, and pee in my diaper, and my soccer ball. . . "  He didn't miss a beat. . . just plowed right through this list, as if it were perfectly predictable.

We were at the bagel shop (a place we end up stopping in the midst of basically any errands, because it is his treat for putting up with all the shopping).  There was a girl his age leaving, and he was watching her verrrrrry carefully, all the way to the door.  I said, "She's just about your size isn't she?"  With a perfectly straight face, he said, "I could pick her up."  I laughed, and he said, "But I wouldn't, because she's not my sister."