Someone's in the Kitchen with Mama...

Okay two quick cute stories to share...

Ephraim has been singing "Someone's in the Kitchen with Dinah" for the last few days. Today, Ephraim was helping me make brownies and he started to sing "Someone's in the kitchen with Mama, someone's in the kitchen I know -ooo- someone's in the kitchen with Mama, making brownies oooo.

In the line at the Starbucks drive thru this morning, after I ordered I left my somewhat sluggish automatic car window down, as I was approaching the place to pay. There was a bit of a line, so we were having to wait. From the backseat I hear this very melodramatic cough. I turn around to ask Ephraim what is making him cough. Ephraim says "The smoke" as he points to the exhaust fumes from the van in front of us. I could not smell it and I was sitting right by the window.

After a dramatic pause, Ephraim rolls his head and his eyes and says "Why do people have to smoke around children". I tried to explain the idea of exhaust fumes, but he wasn't buying it. Oh well.