Ben: (in bed) Sam, are you asleep? Because I was talking and saying things to you and you didn't answer, so are you asleep? (pause) You're asleep!!
In the midst of some elaborate imaginative play Sam knelt down and said
Sam: Heavenly Father - Can you please help me so the world won't explode? Please!? Jesus? Please!? (and then after a few more minutes playing) Can you please help me so I don't die neither? - Or my brother?
While playing together
Ben: I need to use the bathroom! (runs to the bathroom)
Sam: Do you need to poop or pee?
Ben: Pee, so it won't take very long.
Ben: Mom, I thought I was gonna grow brown hair.
Me: Oh, really? What color hair do you have?
Ben: Golden. I didn't want golden hair, I wanted brown hair!
Zach recorded the following conversation and sent it to me
I heard Sam crying and saw Ben glowering. Sam said, "Ben slammed my eye." It looked red and a little puffy. Ben said, "Sam hit me first." I said, "Time out for both of you." After trying to explain to Ben that hurting people who hurt us first isn't good, I asked Sam if he hurt Ben first. Sam said, through his tears, "We were trying to see who was the toughest." I left the room before laughing.
