DS3 doesn't like grapes.  It's not the flavor that he doesn't like.  It's the fact that there are holes in them.  (Where the vine connects to the fruit.)  He just can't get past the hole!  They were all sitting at the table having lunch.  DS3 wasn't touching his grapes.  DD5 asked him why he doesn't like grapes.  "Because all the feelings come to me." 

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DD5 was rubbing her eyes one night at dinner.  Daddy asked her if she was sleepy. 

DD5:  "No."

Daddy:  "Why are you rubbing your eyes?"

DD5:  "So I can see all the colors."

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DS2 came inside today complaining that DS3 bit him.  He had a bite mark and saliva still on his arm.  I called DS3 inside and asked him if he had bitten his brother.  He told me he had not bitten his brother. 

Mommy:  "Why is there a bite mark on his arm?"

DS3:  "I don't know."

Mommy:  "Well, he's crying.  He says you bit him.  And he has a bite mark on his arm."

DS3:  "I did not bite him today."

Mommy:  "Then what happened?"

DS3:  "Well, I bit him yesterday." 

(Like somehow that would be OK?) 

What goes on in their little heads?