N has a friend from Hebrew school staying over tonight. As N was taking Zach on a tour of the house ("so he'll know how to find things, Mama," N explained to me, gravely serious), Zach suddenly exclaimed in a loud and joyful voice, "I can't believe it! We're both Jewish...and we're both having a sleepover!"
Baroy and I caught one another's eye, burst into giggles, and simultaneously turned to our computers, Baroy to relay the quote to his brothers, I to email Zach's mother. (The Confused Family Motto: Let no cute comment go unforwarded. Or, apparently, unblogged.)