So that's where they come from...

Isaac's fifth birthday is coming up in May, so when I was putting him to bed Sunday night, I asked him a few questions about what he wanted in terms of a party. Here's how it went down:

Me: So who do want to come to your party?
Isaac: Um...Ryan and Morgan. Kevin and Amelia. Ryan, Brian, Todd...
Me: What about your friends from school?
Isaac: No. I only want BIG people.
Me: But what about Connor?
Isaac: OK. Connor and Jaden and Dylan and Ben and Norah. They can come. But I want BIG friends to come. More of them.

(a few minutes later)

Me: So what do you want to do at your party?
Isaac: I want to go to the pizza factory
Me: The what?
Isaac: The pizza factory. Where they make pizzas.
Me: Oh.
Isaac: (pantomiming the action of tossing dough) I want to take the big white circle with my hands and squirrel (see: swirl) it around in circles and catch it with only one hand. Not two.
Me: What do you do with the circles again?
Isaac: Squirrel them. But I can catch it with one hand. Not two.
Me: Wow!!
Isaac: Yeah. (turning his head 90 degrees to his left, with a dead-pan expression) Because I'm good.

So it looks like we're gonna be squirreling circles at the pizza factory on May 5. I know I can't wait.

Currently blasting: Big Business-"Here Come the Waterworks"