A morning…

… the boys were up and playing for a while before I woke, so they were fighting and screaming very easily while getting ready before breakfast. During breakfast:

Mama: ” Andrew, are you finished setting up the table for breakfast?”
Andrew: “Yes mama and I gave YOU the wishing spoon!”
Mama: “Oh thanks amore, that is very sweet of you” (we don’t have a wishing spoon unless I missed something)
Andrew: “Mama, make a wish!”
Mama: “I wished my boys did not scream again like they did this morning”
Andrew: “Well, then mama, you should ask your bellie to give you more boys!”