A few more conversations from the last few days:
Isaac, to Vance on a walk, just after Vance had beaten him in a race (Isaac was biking):
"Daddy, you're full of slowness. I'm full of fastness!"
(He's confident. Not a very good grip on reality, but the confidence he has in spades :)
Isaac, to me, as I spilled a good bit of pudding cake batter on the counter, in a disappointed voice:
"Mama, I'm not very impressed."
(do I get at least an E for effort? I was making dessert for a weekday meal, for crying out loud! That almost never happens! :)
They just keep coming at me...