3 days to go: quotable

Another dark, wet day. It's rained all but 2 days since you left, Jesse, and I'm pretty much done with it. After school (drop-offs and pick-ups all in the rain) we went to the grocery store; the boys wanted to come along, which is why I didn't sensibly go earlier in the day. Naturally there wasn't a parking spot anywhere even vaguely close to the house when we returned so we ended up all the way at the bottom of the street by the chateau. Pouring rain + walking several hundred meters with heavy bags of groceries + William sobbing and screaming and stopping short by turns over the insult of being expected to carry one small bag ≠ my idea of fun.

 But...rather than dwell on that image, I'll give you two conversations that popped up over dinner:

William: Do you remember that baking show at Auntie Ann’s house? Next time we go there I want to see that again.
Krista, surprised that he remembered a random single TV episode from a few months ago, and one not particularly kid-targeted at that: Oh really?
William, with substantial enthusiasm: Yeah! ‘Cause you know what I dream about? I dream about eating trillions and trillions and trillions and trillions of sugar cakes! I want to be a judge and eat ALL THE CAKES!

A little later...

Josiah: Mom, what’s your favorite number?
Krista: Probably 3. Or maybe 5. I really like odd numbers.
Josiah, with an are-you-serious expression: You like odd numbers?? I like even numbers. Odd numbers are just (shoulder shrug)…ugly...
Krista: You know what? Auntie Kara likes even numbers too. But I think odd numbers are smooth and beautiful.
Josiah: No way. They’re ugly. They have, like, big sloppy parts and they aren't nice or anything.
William chimes in: Well I like all the numbers, because it feels like they’re all named William. Yeah. And I’m William, right? So I like all the numbers. Because they're all named William.