cason walks in the front door from his sleepover…

easton: ‘cason how did you do at your sleepover?!’

cason: ‘ha! i did good buddy’

while i am going through our new luggage and pulling suitcases out of suitcases…

easton: ‘mom you are a position!’

me: ‘easton, i think you mean magician!’

these kids melt me.