I don't want to forget this - about 2 nights ago, Michael and I zonked out early, simply putting the kids in their beds but telling them they could stay up talking all night if they wanted to.

As we were falling asleep, Zachary was reading a book quietly, but Theodore and Edwin were having this conversation.  Just prior to going to bed, they had started playing with sandwich bags and had taken them to bed.  Unbeknownst to us, they'd turned them inside out and rezipped them in the inside out state.  (This is a paraphrase of the conversation that went on quite a long time, with giggles and silliness.)

Edwin: You are in my bag.

Theodore: You are in my bag.

(This goes on for awhile...)

E: The house is inside the bag. Our house is inside my bag!  hahahahah

T: The CAR is in MY bag.  The whole universe is in my bag!!!

E: Your bag is in my bag.

T: Our bags are inside each others bags!

E: Grandpa is in my bag.

T: Grandma and Grandpa are in my bag.

T: AIDEN is in my bag.  (He repeated Aiden many times!)

T: AIDEN is inside my bag!  ....  But... he doesn't know he's inside my bag!