Last week, Girl Terror was dancing to a song on the stereo. Hubby told her it was played at our wedding. She looked at me in amazement, and said "It must be a really old song, then!"
Tonight at supper, we were talking about going to the swimming pool. Boy Terror was trying to explain that we don't own any ring shaped floatation devices, but what he ended up saying was "we don't have any of those round, floaty things." Girl Terror was confused. "Round floaty things? You mean, boobies?" Yes. That's what we use to keep us from drowning. Round, floaty boobies.