Did you know...

I went into Eli's room this morning to get him out of bed. He was laying on his stomach with his blue footie airplane jammies driving his Corvette over the contours of his pillow (he insisted on wearing these toasty pj's even though he was sweating like a pig).

He looked up at me and said, "Mommy, cows make milk."

Why, yes Eli. Cows do make milk. Don't you just wish you could get in their little heads to see what is rolling around?