Sweet Boy#3–Singing–“Sweet Boy#3 got run over by a Shamu, shaking his slobber off his mouth.”–Which pretty much happened since when our doggy gets a drink he wanders all over the living room slobbering on anyone within a tongues reach.
Sweet Boy#3–Singing–“Little bunny fat fat rolling through the forest, crushing all the field mice and making them flat as paper.” Hmmmm…perhaps things are getting a bit too creative in the song writing department at our house.
Sweet Boy#3–Runs up to me and whacks me with a pillow–“I just wanted to hear you scream.”
The boys are wrestling but Sweet Boy#1 is done. He calls out plaintively–“Can you please get me out from under this pile of brothers?”