Shawners Overload

He says about zucchini, "It tastes the way pumpkins smell." (think about it next time you eat zucchini, it's so true)

He says about how wrapped up the fudge I brought home from Washington was, "How come fudge has to be so protected? Is it like the president?"

This morning he shows me his muscles he's developing from doing cartwheels *every*where after learning how to do the perfect cartwheel on Tuesday.

On Tooting

Shawners: I set a death trap in my room.

Me: For who?

Shawners: I tooted badly [with a huge smile while waving his hand in front of his face and wrinkling up his nose].

Talking to Justinb in the back of the car.

Shawners: Put it in the middle, Mr. Crab.

Justinb: Stop calling me names.

Shawners: I didn't call you Mr. Crab.

No wait.

I did call you Mr. Crab.

Later:

Shawners: Mommy, my tummy felt like a rotten egg today.

Me: Did it really?

Shawners: No.