I am 5!

We are getting ready to go to a ward dinner, and you know how you never know if you will come home full, or the food was not quite... your style, or cleanliness (if you know what I mean). The boys were all grabbing them a bowl of cereal before we left. Carter was helping the babies. Carter got Cael a bowl that he has always used, a small bowl (and remember, this is just a snack, not a meal). Cael, completely and utterly disgusted, put his hands out and with the most disgusted face he could get says to Carter, "What! Do you think that I am 4! Carter, I am 5! I need a big bowl!" Carter tried for about 2 seconds to have him keep the small bowl and quickly saw that Cael was having no part of the small bowl. He is quite proud of being five. Chet was talking about a scout having 5 steaks on their campout, and Cael runs over and says (he was playing off in the room next to where we were talking) "He had the same amount of steaks that I am old!!!!!!!" It is really cute. I might not be able to call the youngest two my babies anymore. He might just set me straight if I try!