Quote of the Day

Out at the pool today the boys were both sitting on my lap. They told me that they were pretending that I was a sea urchin. They’d delicately touch me — ever so slightly. Then they’d dramatically jolt and jump and shout out wildly: “Oh no! A sea urchin! I touched it! It is soooo owie!!!” Etc. I was playing along. When I’d say, “I’m a sea urchin!” they’d both wriggle with delight: “Yes! Yes! Mama is a sea urchin! Watch out! Don’t touch her! May be owies!!!!!!!” Etc. In Virgin Gorda we had seen red sea urchins and black sea urchins. I said, “I’m a sea urchin! I’m a black sea urchin!” They both immediately stopped everything. Kyle looked at me quizzically. Owen then titled his head, and said: “No, you’re white.” I said, “Oh? O.k., I’m a white sea urchin???” Kyle nodded. Owen said, “Yes, mama, you’re a white one. I’m black.” And we proceeded with the game.