There was a rare moment of quite in the car
earlier this evening and then this went down…
Luke: Mom, what can a cobra to do you?
Me: Bite you.
Luke: Oh…Like Nolan. We should call Nolan, “Cobra Noley”
So if you hear a kid shout “Cobra!” don’t be alarmed.
He is just calling his brother
because now that is what he calls him.
Perhaps I should correct him
but I hate to mess with the logic...
which is spot on.