Joey was in the kitchen helping me make dinner, which is odd since there are usually 6 kids fighting over the 1 stool eager to help. He was telling me about what he was going to buy with his "future" dollar when he loses his "future" teeth, then it got silent for a couple of seconds. He broke that beauty when he said, "Mom can we sell Toby?" "Oh Joey, if only it were that easy!" "So we can? Can we sell Dexter too because he always hits me and Toby always bites me and they are big bullies and and and and..." I just started laughing and told him that he would be so sad if we didn't have Toby and Dexter. He was sure he wouldn't be sad!