Funny.

These kids of mine, they're funny. Even when they don't mean to be funny, they just are. Need examples? Well here you go. Three examples from this weekend in Portland with my parents.

1. Big Dog came into the room while my sister was showing me her belly dance instructor's debut performance on a DVD.
"What's this?" he asked.
"It's belly dancing," we answered.
"Oh, they call it belly dance because we can see her belly?"

2. At one point in the weekend, my mom brought out a big jar of change and a piggy bank for the boys to play with. After putting the coins in and out of the piggy bank, Little Dog started throwing handfuls of coins up in the air. Out of concern for things being pelted with flying change, I asked him to stop. He didn't, so picked him up and asked him again. His response?
"But mama, it's just a money party!" in an entirely earnest voice.

3. Auntie Kathleen was getting ready to leave, and said goodbye to Big Dog. "Bye bye," he says, "Do you want one of my kisses?"

And there you go, solid evidence of my offspring's cuteness.