Oldest son (now 7):
At 3 years old wanted to come out on the deck with me but didn't have shoes on, I said "its fine, you can come out in bare feet"...he hesitated, walked out slowly while watching his feet, he looked upset and I asked "what's the problem"....he replied in a soft sad voice " I like my feet, I don't want to have bear feet"! HA...he totally thought his feet would turn into a bears' feet!
At 4 years old wanted to know something about Army soldiers, I told him to go downstairs and ask Daddy (who was playing Xbox with his older brothers) after a minute he came back up with arms folded and said "Mom, he gave me no respect"! Apparently Daddy was too preoccupied to listen to him...
Youngest son (now 5):
At 2 years old, helped Grandpa make Grandma a birthday cake ( I just had my baby girl and had been home from the hospital for a few hours, was in my room with the baby and my in-laws were here helping with the older boys) they spent hours on the cake, made it look pretty with sprinkles and candles...son comes into my room covered in chocolate and says "I LOOOOVE Grandma's birthday cake"...while everyone was doing something else he snuck in and helped himself!
Baby girl (almost 3):
At 2 years old, her and her brothers had went into their rooms and dumped their laundry baskets so they could play with them...dirty clothes all over the 2 rooms...I tell them to go back in and clean up their messes...2 boys (6 and 4) go in their room and proceed to lay on the floor and roll around and complain about how hard it will be, it will take forever, blah blah blah...sweet baby girl goes into her room, and in one fail swoop bends down and picks up all her clothes at once, even bending down to retrieve a sock she had dropped and bam! Dumps them in her basket, "oh-Tay mom, all done...Me help brudders now"!!- Gotta love the girls!