Poison

I was feeding Cameron his bedtime bottle while James was getting Jameson and Stellan ready for bed. This is what I overheard as James was trying to help Stellan brush his teeth:
"Here Stellan, time to brush your teeth."
"No daddy, that's poison."
"Just brush your teeth, you're fine."
(more persistently) "No daddy, that's poison!!"

By this point I wonder what on earth James is trying to do to Stellan. Then I hear this:

"Daddy, there is hair wash (shampoo) on the toothbrush."

During the trip home from Canada the shampoo somehow managed to open and leak all over the plastic bag filled with toiletries. The boys' toothbrushes were in that bag and were covered in shampoo. Apparently rinsing them didn't get rid of the soap and Stellan felt as if there was poison on his toothbrush. What an imagination! Thankfully we always have extra toothbrushes in the house!

Pit Stop

Jameson and Stellan were riding bikes with a couple of kids from the neighbourhood when they decided to simulated races. Three of them would ride around while the fourth would be the pit crew who administer tire changes and a refill on gas. During one lap I heard one of the neighbour kids announce, "I don't need gas, I drive a hybrid". How cute! Something you probably wouldn't hear before this generation.