A couple Sundays ago, right in the middle of church we heard, "I drew a picture of a guy pooping". People sitting near us stifled their laughter. This Sunday--DJ returns from the bathroom with his tie in his hand, wet and dangling. He passes it to Kyle and says "I caught it right before it went down the toilet! I save it!" Stifled laughs from neighboring worshippers yet again (I thought I was going to lose it. Good grief :)
He turned to me at the counter and said "mom, would you be a dear and pull my chair out just a snotch?" And when I asked him if I was the best mom in the world, he responded with "how would I know? I don't know what other mom's do!" Touche DJ :)
These incidents coupled with him calling me "woman" or whispering "the old Ephraim" right before family prayer, keep us thoroughly entertained:)