in my kids' heads

A while ago I read a blog about the thought process of someone's kid.
I can't remember where I read it, but the thought occurred to me yesterday, "I wonder what he's thinking?"
A lot of our day over here revolves around Hotwheels cars. This is how I imagine my kids' thought process goes.

Jace: Where's my cars? Can you line up my cars? Can we race my cars? These are my sweet cars.
Logan: Must. Get. Car.
Jace: Logan's getting my cars, Logan's getting my cars, LOGAN'S GETTING MY CARS!!! MAMA!!
Logan: Must. Bite. Car. ~I intervene to take away the car, since I have a fear of the wheels coming off the cars and choking him.~
Logan: Mama! Must. Stand. Up. Mama! Stand me up! Mama! I will try to crawl! Mama! I am stuck on my belly and I STILL can't crawl!
Jace: Logan is stuck. I better carry him. I will grab Logan around the neck and try to stand him up.
Logan: MAMA! SAVE ME!
Jace: Mama needs to race cars with me. I'm thirsty. Where's my apple juice? No, lemonade. I need lemonade very bad. MAMA!
~beverage distributed~
Jace: I need to go pee-pee potty! The light is off. I can't reach. I need to go pee-pee potty. I can't see. It's dark. I not scared. There's nothin scary. ~gives his best aim at the potty.~
Logan: Where'd Jace go? Mama get me! Must stand! Must take steps! Hold my hands! ~I hold his hands~ YAY! WALKING! WALKING! Oooo, Jace's juice. I need cup. WALKING TO CUP! YAY!
Jace: LOGAN HAS MY CUP! MAMA!
Logan: MAMA! Need cup! Must crawl to it! Still can't crawl! MAMA! I'm stuck again! ~I sit him up~ I try again! Stuck again! (repeat a million times... soon he will be crawling, but until then... I will keep re-positioning him every 20 seconds when he is stuck in some odd position)
Logan: Hungry. I am HUNGRY. I NEED TO EAT NOW!!! IT HAS BEEN 2 HOURS! I AM STARVING!!!!! MAMA!!!!!!
Jace: What's Logan doing? Eating? That means I have to go poo-poo potty now....
Logan: Thank God I'm eating. I thought I was going to die of starvation.
Jace: I'm done! Mama! Wipe my butt! I will get "paper towel" (tp). I will get LOTSA paper towel. Mama! Wipe my butt! MORE paper towel! I will stand up now and scoot off the potty. Mama! I'm done!
Logan: What's Jace doing now? I'm hungry. No, I need Jace. No, I am hungry. But what is Jace doing? What about the dogs? What are they doing? Oh wait, I am hungry. DON'T PUT ME DOWN! I AM HUNGRY!!!
~I take care of Jace and try to roll the TP back onto the roll~
Jace: Where are my cars? There they are. I will sit right by Logan and dump them all out. LOGAN! DON'T TOUCH MY CARS! LOGAN! MAMA!

Love them!