Joseph drew himself with grandma, the added on grandpa (far left), me (2nd from right) and Noah (far right). Grandma asked where daddy’s legs were and he said that daddy was sitting? Why, she says, everyone else is standing? He loves to sit down a lot, he says. I asked where Maddie was and he said, this was when Maddie was still in your tummy.

Mercury, Neptune (or Uranus) and the sun. It’s dark in space. These are the rings.

Grandpa: So, Joseph, did you do anything extraordinary today?

Joseph: I behaved.

Pointing to the fresh baby bunny grave, Joseph says, “Mommy–do you think the baby bunny went to heaven?”

“Yes, probably he did.”

“Can we move the dirt and check?”

Joseph singing: “ABCDEFGgggg, HIJKLM-meno-Pppppp, QRSssss, TUVvvvv, WX, Y and Zzzz…

Hey mom, what is a ‘meno?’ A number? Or a word or what?”

(Watching American Idol)
“Who’s the grim looking one?”
“Haha, that’s Steven Tyler.”

(Bob Marley is playing)

Me: Joseph, do you like this music? It’s reggae.
J: I don’t like the name reggae.
Me: Why?
J: It sounds like gravy.

I go to pick Joseph up from school, the kids on the playground all yell, Joseph your mom’s here!

Mommy! He yips and runs over. Another kid comes over. Are you Joseph’s mommy? Yes. Joseph turns to the kid and says, she always wears that shirt. (Huh? I do?)

– Joseph, why are you so filthy?
– I was rubbing up against daddy’s car.