Both boys woke up well before dawn, and I put them in bed together and told them to try to go back to sleep (not because I thought it would work, but because I thought it might buy me two minutes). A minute later, I heard Ezra in there cooing, "I love you Jude. I just really love you all day. You're my funny baby. Oh yes you are, oh yes you are, oh yes you are!"

Ezra came down the hall pulling the laundry basket behind him to show me a fresh abrasion on his back. Me: How'd you get that? Ezra: I was using this for a boat, and it fell off the bed. Me: You fell off the bed? Ezra: No, this fell off the bed, and I was on it.

Jude came running down the hall crying and saying "hand!" I asked, "Did you hurt your hand?", but don't worry, he didn't--it was just covered in poop.

Jude made up a new joke. Jude: Knock knock. Me: Who's there? Jude: Banana. Me: Banana who? Jude: Tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle!

Ezra went with me to drop off C & N's wedding photos and when we left he asked, "Do they have any kids?" "Not yet, but I bet they might pretty soon." "At Jude's birthday?" [October 9] "No, not that soon." "When we go to Granny's?" [October 26] "No, it takes a long time to have a baby." "When me and Jude are grown-ups?"

While I was getting Ezra dressed in his pajamas, he asked, "Can I get a night cap to wear to bed?" "I don't think so." "Why not?" "I don't think anyone's worn those in a hundred years." "Did you and Mama have them?"

Jude just threw all of Ezra's stuffed animals off the bed over Ezra's fervent protests. When I asked him, "Jude, did you hear what Ezra said? He doesn't want you throwing his stuffed animals," Jude grinned and said, "Monkeys jumpin' on da bed!"