I heard Dylan and Caitlyn bickering in the kitchen this morning and a few seconds later, Caitlyn came storming into my bedroom. With a dramatic sigh, she flung herself onto my sofa and said, "Mommy, Dylan's a meanie! I think we should take him and buy a brand new Dylan!"
"Oh, no, honey, we would miss Dylan. You don't really want to do that."
"But Mommy", she patiently explained, "we wouldn't miss him, because we would still have the nice Dylan here with us!"
Oh, the wisdom of a two year old.