Today we spent 12 hours in the car with the kid and Krista's parents, driving to California for my sister's wedding.
Here's my favorite comment from the day (that I was awake for, anyway). It happened while the kids were taking turns playing games on Krista's iPod.
Z: I killed all the guys who were parachuting down at my gun! I beat the game!
A: You killed the parachute guys? I thought you were supposed to try *not* to kill them!
I love that A's instinctual thought when playing a new game is that she should be trying to save the lives of people parachuting toward her gun. Why she is shooting a gun at all must be a bit of a mystery to her, though.