I love what comes out of kids’ mouths sometimes. Last weekend we joined the YWCA, substantially to be able to take the kids swimming whenever we want (or whenever they need to burn off some energy). We’re going to go back again tonight, and my 5-year-old son was explaining to his 2-year-old sister why we won’t need to spend as long when we get there before getting in the pool as we did the first time:

That was just for our remembership. But now they remember us.

Cute. Dangerously close to “Family Circus” territory, but still cute.