Zack is starting to pout. He's mimicking behavior he's seen in older kids. He literally sticks out his lower lip and crosses his arms and turns his back on me and says "I WON'T!" It's all I can do not to crack up.

This morning he said:

"Mom, I'm going to grow up to be a big carrot."

and

"I want to go out to space."

Yesterday a bunch of crows woke us all up early. Here's the conversation that ensued when Zack wandered into our room:

Me: What's that noise, Zack?
Zack: It's a bunch of squawky, squawky birds.
Me: What are they saying?
Zack: (Goes to the window for a closer look...) "They're singing 'Wheels on the Bus!'