Chemical reactions and George Washington

So this weekend is over and I have learned a couple of really important things from my kids (mainly Joshua). First is that when you leave a bag of cluster stuff in the same room as a 5,4,and 2 year old and you leave the room, this really strange chemical reaction happens, and when you return to said room, it appears as if it has snowed... in the living room...in Georgia... when it's 80+ degrees outside. Also learned that my children know just when to go hide in their rooms. So I cleaned up the snow from my living room floor, because that's life. Which leads me to my next thought, I want a cleaning fairy. My mom has a theory that my children have been acting up because they want me to sit and play with them more, at which point I told her that she needed to invent a time machine. You know, not the traditional kind that transport you back in time but the kind that actually makes time so that when Ed is deployed I have hours to play with them and still have the hours to run the errands, clean and play mom and dad. I don't know why but my mom couldn't stop laughing.
My random 5 year old... wow, my mom cursed me. You ladies know the mom curse right...it happened to me when I was 16 and all I did was yell at my mom, and then it happened one day right after I had called me mom the b word, right after she slapped me across the face (which I totally deserved because I had called her the b word) she looked at me and said "I hope when you grow up you have children JUST LIKE YOU!" Of course at 16 I thought, that'd be a cake walk I'm a good kid.... hahaha. Fast forward 13 years and I have 3 count them 3 children that are just like me only in different ways. Zach is usually my daydreamer but lately it's been Josh with the completely random comments. This was tonight...
"Mom guess what"
"what Josh?"
"I know what team George Washington was on" (I don't know where the fascination with George Washington comes from but he's in our conversations at least once a week)
"Team?"
"Yeah Mom, the red team"
"The red team?"
"Yeah, and now he's dead".... End of Conversation... which completely left me scratching my head and wondering if I should push the issue... I decided not to.

So in the course of this weekend I have learned of chemical reactions between children and clusterstuff and about George Washington having a team. All in all I love being a mom if only for the random thoughts my children have.