I believe the whistle from John's office made it home and now Cookie is running around blowing it. My head is beginning to scream from it. Soon it will be confiscated. Due to Veteran's Day, I am blessed to have both boys home all day. It is amazing how much more quiet it is with just one monster roaming. Now I am realizing that there is not one whistle but two. I am a lucky person.

Yesterday when we were driving in the car and Cookie asked me, "Where does your brain go when you die?" I believe he was trying to figure out what happened to your soul or essence but I was not ready for that philosophical discussion so of course I said it just decomposed. The poor kid will probably have nightmares now.

The other day I was doing something and Mojo asked me to build railroad tracks with him. I told him as soon as I finished I would help him. I finished what I was doing and said, Ok I'm ready at which point Mojo said to me, Look mommy my eyes gleam with hearts. I asked where that came from--gleamed? He then said he saw Tom's eyes in "Tom and Jerry" have hearts in them. Still didnt really answer the gleam part....

I certainly hope Bazooka Joe's daughter has a smaller head then Cookie for Jessica's sake.