Tummy Troubles

Today is Noah's birthday and he asked around 2:30 if he was truly 5 now. I said yes, and that 5 years ago at this time I was holding him in my arms after having him in my tummy for so long.

To which he replied, "When I came out, what was on me?"

I thought he meant clothing so I said, "Nothing. You came out naked."

And he said, "No, I mean, what food? What food was on me since I was in your tummy?"

Nice or Naughty?

Noah: Mom, Jaxon told me if you are naughty, you don't get presents from Santa.
Me: Yes, that's why Santa has a 'nice' list and a 'naughty' list.
Noah: But we're (speaking on behalf of his brother and sister, too) always naughty. I don't know how to work that out.

They have kids?

Noah: "Mom, how fast did you grow up?"
Me: "I guess you'd have to ask my Mom."
Noah: "Who's your Mom?"
Me: "Your Grandma in Carrington."
Noah: "The one who lives close to a park?"
...

Me: "Yes."
After much thought, he then asks, "Do you have a Dad?"
Me: "Yes. Grandpa. You know, he took you fishing."
Noah: "Oh. I didn't know they had kids."

Eat your veggies!

While at Caleb's T-ball game, Noah was playing with a couple little girls. When I asked him if he made some new friends he said, "No. They were mean and pushed me. But I'm tougher than them. They don't even eat vegetables!"

My little meterologist.

In the van, Caleb asked, "Why is it raining?" Noah replied, "Because the clouds get heavy and squish together and that makes it rain."