As we're eating our cereal this morning, Sophie stands up in her highchair over and over again, as she's been doing nearly every meal lately.
"Sit down," I tell her, "Or I'm going to reach up there and grab your nose and pull it right off your face."
Izzy then looks at her and seriously adds, "Then she'll throw it in the trash or feed it to the dogs." He looks up at me and nods his head affirmatively, and then all three of us crack up laughing.
Man, I love these kids.