Today the kids were drawing with chalk on the driveway, and Harper rushed in to get me. She showed me her picture and said:

"Mom! I made up a story! Once there was a sunshine and it made a beautiful rainbow, and then the rain came and it washed away the sunshine. And then the grass grew, and then…" Roman (interrupting): "And then the grass POOPED on the rainbow!"

He is boy, all boy.