Mae was in the shower and was washing up and she goes,"I found something in my bum!" I asked what it was and she said,"I think it was chocolate!" um....I don't think that was chocolate.

Mae had a nightmare last night about a cooked "checken" (chicken) that could walk around. (ha ha!) I told her things like that aren't real, it was just a dream, and she said,"But Cinderella said our dreams come true!" I tried explaining to her that she meant dreams like becoming a ballerina and such. She got distressed and said,"But mom, I have a dream that me, you and daddy could all be mermaids! Daddy can be a merman and you and me can be mermaids!" So I had to explain that not all wishes and dreams can come true. Quite the 5am discussion.

Mae walked into her room where Tom had fallen asleep, and it smelled really bad. (a night of manly sweats and farts).

So Mae ran and grabbed the air freshener, started spraying it like crazy and exclaimed,"Ew! It smells like chipmunks in here!" I don't know where she came up with that.