Ism of the Week

Sometimes, when the boys get things wrong, I find that their mistakes are even more accurate than what they meant to say in the first place.

"Cael, can I have that paper that was on the table?"

"No, it's mine now."

"Excuse me?  That paper had a phone number on it that I needed to keep."

"No, Mom, don't you know?  Finders keepers, losers sweepers."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah.  I found it and I cut it up with scissors, so I get to keep it.  And you lose, so you have to sweep the floor."

Yeah, that sounds about right.