Ian: "Mom. I want Wii Play."
Me: Well, your birthday is coming up. That could be your birthday present. Would you like that for a birthday present?
Grunt.
No. I have a better idea. How about we give you a box of itchy shirts and scratchy pants?
Nooo. I don't like itchy shirts and scratchy pants.
How about a box of mushy bananas and cold fish sticks?
Nooo. I don't like old food.
How about Jonah's stinky underwear and holey socks?
Nooo. Mom, I like wii.
How about a box of doggy poop? That would be good, too.
laughing.
No, wait. Even better… You want a Barbie's Dream House, right?
No. That's for DB.
OK. Well, it's time for bed. It's time to take a boat to Dream Land.
No. I want to take a monorail to WiiLand.
That's fine. Take the monorail, sweetie. Good night.
Apt. 11d 
This is very cute. I’d like to take a monorail to chocolate land, myself.
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Monorail!
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Awww.
L is terribly conflicted about whether her birthday cake should feature the solar system, dinosaurs, or possibly many kinds of insects. Possibly all three. It’s fun having a weird kid.
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