Nate-ism

Nate: Mommy, are you sure we serve the right God?
Mommy: Yes, of course. Why?
Nate: Because I don't want to go to hell, you know!

Abi-ism

The other day Nate teased me about something. I teased him back by saying that I would cut off all his toes, put them in the microwave and eat them with salt and butter. (It was funny at the time, ok?)

Abi was listening nearby with a look of horror on her face. Then she said, "Ew, Mommy, gross! I hate butter!"