I am ... Mama. I don't think I'm my mother. At least I hope not. But I am Mama. My boys are Zach and Jamey. Zach prefers to be called Zachary, but, well - tough, kid. Scott and I picked the name, but I prefer Zach, so that is what I will call you. Zach is 6 and Jamey is 3. Jamey is nothing but Jamey. He will eventually learn to sign "James" for important stuff, but he is Jamey. Zach likes maps and signs and numbers. Jamey likes anything as long as it doesn't involve vegetables or fruit. Except dried mangoes. He likes those. And meat. Lots of meat.
Pot roast in the slow cooker with many veggies. Must taste.
