Mid-July 12:18am. Last night of vacation. Just put kids to bed in same room with us. Conversation in the dark ensures...real, difficult feelings come out.
Nye: Mommy, you stupid. (I took his glow stick away because he was eating it.)
Lizzy: Don't say that. It's evil. You're evil Nye if you say that!
Nye: I not like Mommy. I want mommy to die.
Lizzy: But then you'll never ever ever EVER see her again....not even in the Kingdom of God!
Nye: Well... I will hit Goliath. Then I hit him and save mommy. Then I hug her, I love mommy!