The 6 year old had to write a Halloween story as an assignment for school. His story follows:
Once upon a time a witch had magic powers. Her name was Lightning Bolt. She made a motorcycle. She drove around on Halloween and stole candy. Then she went home and ate all the candy. She got a stomachache. The End.
The three year old was playing with his friend Noah. Noah was pretending to be Green Lantern and using his power ring on the three year old. The three year old was being Buzz Lightyear and shooting lasers out of his arm. Suddenly Buzz Lightyear falls over and says You killed my father! Noah's mom and I had a good laugh over that one.
I was putting the three year old to bed when he tells me...I love you to next week.
Aren't they wierd?