Sometimes times seems to just sprint past us at a rate that's hard to keep up with. It's kind of like trying to keep up with a 3 year old boy. The way his little brain dances sometimes is just so much fun. The other day when we got home Orion asked for "black cookies" which is how he describes Oreos. I told him no because I was making supper. He looked at me and with all seriousness said "But mommy, they're tasty!" I busted up laughing. I don't know where he comes up with this stuff...but the kid definitely ended up with some Oreos.