My brother sent a message last night:
E.Anne: "Mommy what are you thinking about in your head?"
Charissa, taken aback, turns the question back to E.Anne: "What are you thinking about in your head?"
E.Anne: "I'm thinking about how much we love stuff."
Charissa: "Like what?"
E.Anne: "Like toilet paper."
My brother says, "Of all the things in the world to love...toilet paper?!?!?! I guess so."