Ezra (holding letters to his preschool teachers): I'm going to get lots of letters! Maybe Jen and Karis will send me dollars!
Me: Honey, you shouldn't ask people to send you dollars. I know Granny and Mema sometimes send you dollars in the mail, but that's just because they're family.
Ezra: No, they're not our family.
Me: Yes, they are. There's what's called "immediate family," or "nuclear family," and those are the people that live in our house--you, me, Jude and Mama. Then there's "extended family," and that includes your grandparents, great-grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins, and everybody.
Ezra: Oh. Are Katie and Blake my extended family?
Me: Yes, they are!
Ezra: Do they send me dollars?

Me: Look, the seitan came out of the oven.
Ezra: All by itself?

Ezra: Mommy, Sammy's kind of like a superhero, because he looks out for things while we're away.

Ezra found me holding an ice pack to my face.
Ezra: Why you doing that?
Me: Because Jude threw a book at my face and it hurt.
Ezra: What book was it?

Ezra: Mommy, Jude is the cutest little baby in the whole world. Because he say baby words all day, and it sound really really cute.

Ezra's writing letters to his preschool friends this afternoon, and I'm transcribing. My favorite so far reads, "You're my best friend. Come over to my house and share my puppy. Please send me a valentine and a dollar."

Ezra: Mommy, I'm gonna show you my rad moves, and then you can do my moves next time you go dancing.
Me and Lauren: Ooh! Good one! Nice move!
Lauren: I'll dance with you, big guy. [leans over and starts swinging her arms]
Ezra: Uh, Mama, that's kind of creepy.

One of Ezra's valentines came from the class bunny.
Me: I didn't know bunnies sent valentines. Do you think he made it himself?
Ezra: I thi-ink.
Me: How did he hold the pen?
Ezra: With his paws. And then he hold the scissors with his other paw, and then he glue it down, and then he send it to me.

Ezra: Mommy, I love you.
Me: Aw, I love you too, sweetheart.
Ezra: Can we write valentines to both of us?

Jude's learning the parts of his face, and this morning he was touching his nose and saying "nose?" and Ezra started touching his own nose and saying, "Mouth. Mouth." until Jude touched his nose and said, "Mouth?" I told Ezra to quit messing with him.

Jude kept standing in the dining room chairs, and I kept telling him to sit down and taking him out of them, then he started climbing the back of a chair, and I ran in there and grabbed him and said, "Jude, no! You're going to get hurt!" and Ezra said, sympathetically, "It's hard to have a little baby."

Ezra was hiding under a quilt on the floor and Jude and I pretended to look for him (I guess Jude really did). Then I stepped out of the room for a second, and when I came back in, it seemed both boys were hiding under the quilt, so I walked around calling in a sing-song voice, "Eeeezzzrraaaa? Juuuuuudde? Where aaaare you?" And then from the other end of the house I hear, "Mooommmeeee??" "Jude?? Where are you??"

3 minutes into playing with playdough.
Ezra: Look, I made a penis!

Ezra: It gonna be a long time 'til I get married?
Me: Yeah, baby, it'll be a long time. Grown-ups get married.
Ezra: Oh.
Me: Who are you gonna marry?
Ezra: Nana.

Me: Which bank do you want to put your dollar in? Save, to save up for something big, spend, to spend next time we go to the toy store, or give, to give to someone who needs it?
Ezra: Um, give, to give it to the toy store.