The other day Wedly was sitting on my lap. He smells me and says "Mommy, you stink!" I'll admit, I was a little offended and embarrassed. So, I asked him "What do I smell like?" He replied "You smell like apples. I LIKE apples!" That made me feel better.
The next day, Wedly had a sticker of Winnie the Pooh on his hand and Dan asked him "Who's on your sticker?" To which Wedly replied, "Poop!" Seriously, whose idea was it to call him Winnie the Pooh?