We're driving in the car and Lizzie says: Mom, you know I have another brother?
Me: What?! Who? (Please tell me she doesn't think I'm pregnant!) You mean Trevor?
Lizzie: No. Mom - it's JESUS!
Me: Lizzie! How do you know Jesus is your brother?
Lizzie: I just know, mom.
Me: Jackson, what do you want for breakfast?
Jackson: (No hesitation) Oak-milk!
Me: Oh, oat meal?
Jackson: Yes, oak-milk!