While driving home one evening, Micah looked out the window and said, "Mama, is the moon following us? Like, does he have a car or something?"
"Good night! Sleep tight! Don't let the bedbugs fight! Cause that would really make it hard to sleep."
Seeing the twinkling stars overhead, "God and Jesus must have hung their Christmas lights!"
Micah is very ticklish when I'm cutting his toenails - actually, both boys are. One evening, after baths, as I tackled this chore, Micah sat in my lap, laughing and squirming. I spoke in a frustrated tone that I wanted him to sit still! so I could finish.
He said, "Could someone just put me unconscious for this?"