In Which Cory Becomes a Taxidermist

In the car, Cory was silent for a long time, thinking. Then,

Cory: Mama, how do you get fur?

Me: (thinking he means for a craft) Well, you can get pretend fur at Jo-Ann's. And some animals have fur.

Cory: (silent for a few more minutes) What is the slowest animal with fur?

Me: Umm, a possum?

Cory: Are they really slow?

Me: Well, how about a sloth?

Cory: Are they really slow?

Me: Yes, they are really slow.

Cory: (thinks for a few more minutes) We're gonna need a knife.

A civics lesson, by the boys:

Iain: Mama, this music sounds presidential. (He was right! It did!)

Me: Who is the president?

Cory: Santa Claus!

Me: What is the president's job?

Iain: He talks even more than me. That's his job.

Cory: Yeah, he's a talker.

Me: What does he talk about?

Iain: Things I don't even know.

Cory: Mama, don't call me Cory Daniel.

Me: Why not?

Cory: Because when you call me that name when I'm eating breaf-kast, I feel like I'm eating a light bulb, burning hot.

Me: Oh.

Me: Do you want the blue sunglasses, Cory?

Cory: No. Spear carriers do not wear blue sunglasses.

(Corrin means spear carrier)