so much happens while Tuck is at school...

Tollie is constantly talking about Santa’s grandma: pretty sure he means Mrs. Claus.

Mom, did you know that clams can clean the ocean? Maybe we should get a clam so it can clean our dust. 

Mom, I lost my helicopter in the Mount of Ever Rest. Meaning it's somewhere in the pile of clean towels by the dryer.  Or meaning I may never actually get to rest between loads...

Telling a story from the backseat:  One time before we were a family yet and me and Tucker had our own house for a minute, it was a cabin, and I could see the Reds win from there because we had a television. We also had a kitchen and a toilet and bunk beds and a table with all the things to make cinnamon rolls. 
*Reds = Buckeyes, because they have red uniforms… 

When I reminded him that he promised to do something today: No, I meant the tomorrow after that. 

I know what two Os and one Z spell!  Zoo!

In his bedroom: You know what the air smells like in here?  It smells like airplane wings.

When his pediatrician asked, at his four year well-visit, what ways he exercises, I thought he'd mention riding his bike or swimming or the playground, but instead said he used those hexagon things with the line that connects the hexagons so you can pick it up and down.  Lifting weights.  Which he is not allowed to do unsupervised, but does occasionally request.

The doctor had also asked, several minutes prior, whether he knew at least three basic shapes.  Confirmation.

Is it another day yet? he wonders, usually mid-morning, always in reference to his Hot Wheels advent calendar. When will it be another day?  Will there be another day after tomorrow?  

Pointing at my belly: Hey, is the baby naked in there or is he wearing some clothes? 

As I stood from the couch:  Is it okay if I take your warm spot?