I Just have the one small son.

Overheard from the living room: “I did it! I’m a genius!” “No you’re not a genius.” ” I AM TOO! I DID IT!” “Sigh. No you’re not.”
Sawyer is in there… alone.

It smells FINE

“Mom, I went and checked my room for dirty laundry like you said, and I found a bunch of clothes, but they were all clean, even though they’d been on the floor for WEEKS.”

He’s Six.

“I can’t wait til I’m 18. Little kids don’t have as much fun.”
“Oh, don’t rush it. 12 years, and then you’ll be a big kid.”
‘MOM, JACKSON almost has his DRIVER’S LICENSE.”
“He’s eight.”
“He’s NINE, mom. NINE.”
“Sawyer? Go to bed.”