Owen: Put your seatbelt on! We’re going to the pizza market!
Me: Owen, what makes you happy?
Owen: Maggie. And Charlie and Bella. And Katie and daddy.
Owen: Holding an empty pizza box. Knock knock.
Me: Who’s there?
Owen: The pizza man!
A few minutes later.
Owen: Holding an empty box of crackers. Knock knock.
Me: Who’s there?
Owen: Cracker man!
He has gotten on a kick of asking for good news and bad news. We have zero idea where it came from.
Owen: Mama, tell me some good news and bad news.
Me: Hmmm. The good news? You got a chocolate for pooping in the potty. The bad news is you still had lots of poop in your underwear so you don’t get a Lego. Now you tell me some good and bad news.
Owen: Bad news…I lost you in the library. [This was from a dream he had weeks ago.] Good news is you still love me.