Thoughts on sister

Me: Owen, do you see how Eden's little eyes are moving around and her mouth is twitching?  Maybe she's having a baby dream.  Isn't that cute?
Owen:  What is she dreaming about?
Me:  Who knows...probably she's dreaming milk...Milk...MILK!
Owen:  Or...I think maybe she's dreaming about how happy she'll be when she finally gets a mouthful of teeth!

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[Asher walks up and pats Eden]
Me:  Hi Ash, how are you?  Are you saying hi to Eden?
Asher:  Yeah.  Say hi baby.
Me:  She's your little sister, and you're her big brother, isn't that great?!
Asher:  Yeah.  He's my SIS-ter.  So TINY.  [pause.  pause.]  Put him back in mommy's big tummy?

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Owen:  Can mommies with babies in their tummies not use scales because they would break them?

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Asher:  [in car; baby's wailing]  Ba-ey Eden QUIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEht!

(The irony of that last quote is astounding if you've spent *any* time with Asher :} )