Random

Sometimes the things that come out of Charlie's mouth are, well, random. This afternoon we were outside looking for Charlie's "baby ball" -- a little rubber ball that he loves to throw around outside, and since it is well, little, he loses it about twice an afternoon.
ME: (walking down the sidewalk with Charlie.) "I wish I could see but the sun is in my eyes."
CHARLIE: "Sun in eyes?"
ME: "Yeah."
CHARLIE: "Sun in eyes! Coke and donuts! Coke and donuts!"
Your guess is as good as mine...