Sir talks a lot

Corin talks. A lot. Nearly incessantly. The bonus of being in the car with him is that there have been some real gems.

He keeps asking where Chrys has stashed the cats' "glitter" box. Chrys says that does make him feel a bit better about changing it.

Tonight at dinner he was observing the healing progress of his road rash.
"Some of it has turned to skin. You guys are a genius."

Good to know that our son has observed what our friends noticed many years ago. We share one brain. Guess some things never change.


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Religion

Corin has gone to a mother's day out that is housed by a church for 3 years. While not heavily religion based, they do have a weekly bible lesson and there is always one song in their programs about g-d or jesus or something. I don't fight it. I think it's good for them to be exposed to those things. I firmly believed he was too young to really get caught up in it so I wasn't worried.

One day, Ryanne was in the back seat pretending to be a zombie. Her intent was to scare her brother. Unfortunately, he had no idea what a zombie was. He asked me.

I explained that it was someone who died and then came back from the dead.

"Ooooohhhhhh, like Jesus. They told me about that at school."

Yes, son, Jesus was a zombie.