My conversation with Jace this morning at church:
Me: Jace, are you in a good mood?
Jace: No. It’s Zander’s fault.
Me: Why? What did Zander do?
Jace: He scrambles all my fun. And I scramble all his fun.
Me (trying SO hard not to giggle): How do you scramble fun?
Jace: He bees mean to me, and I bees mean to him.