My Boys

Me (To Ethan): Are you hungry, Big Guy? I think you are. You're so hungry.

Matthew: Yeah! For your chest!

David: Mommy, my pirate fell off.

Me: I beg your pardon?

David: Mommy, my pirate fell off.

Translation (pirate=private) : My bottom is sore (He has an infection.).

Me: I think we need to clean your ears with a Q-Tip.

Matthew: Mom, is there a drum in my ear?

Me: Well, you have an ear-drum.

Matthew: Yeah, a drum in my ear.

David: Bom, Bom, Bom, Gotta get dat Bom Bom Bom . . .

Sister (one of the girls helping us): David, do you like the Black Eyed Peas?

David: Yeah!