Conversations with Drew

The setting: a pile of clothing to be folded on my family room floor. I am in the kitchen doing who knows what? Drew comes into the kitchen with his hands up as to ask me a question.

Drew: Mama, you pease help me find me unner-pants?
Me: Silly Drew, you don't wear underpants.
(Drew walks away, perplexed. He looks at the pile of clothing and then comes back.)
Drew: Ummm, I sink I do wear unner-pants.
Me: No honey, you don't. You wear diapers.
Drew: Uh, pease Mama. You help me find them?

This went on for a good 5 min. or so. Thankfully Izzy redirected him to the joy of jumping into my pile of clothing.

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Setting: Izzy is in bed already. Pete is on one couch while Drew runs around "nakey". When I came downstairs from putting Izzy to bed, Drew had stripped himself naked so I grabbed the video camera and started taping. At one point our conversation went like this:

Me: Drew, are you a boy or girl?
Drew: I a girl.
Me: No, you are a boy. Izzy is a girl.
...Hey Drew, what are you?
Drew: I is a girl.
Me: What is Daddy?
Drew: Daddy is a guy.
Me: What is Mommy?
(long pause by Drew)
Drew: You are my friend. I wub you Mama. I really wub you.

Sweet sweet Drew. I am his friend and he wubs me. He really really wubs me. I am so glad I got it all on video.