William and Henry did not want to get in the car this afternoon to get Noah from a friend's house. William asks why he has to go, and I explain that it is not safe for him to be here alone, he is 2, etc. 2!! He asks again, and I explain that it is the law. (That'll get him.) He gives me that squinty face he does, looking around the kitchen, and says "Mommy, I no see no wetters."

Oy.