So as I'm slowly waking up this morning, I hear the kids talking in their room about what books they are going to "read." Susi tells Luke that she'll bring him a book and does...only to be greeted with, "No, not THAT book! I want the one that tells me so!"
Then later that day, Susanna decided she was Jesus and came to tell me she "dieded" on the cross, "see the owies on my hands?" "Why did you die on the cross?" "Well, you don't need to be sad, I'm not dead any more. I'm in heaven! And I dieded so your sins could be 'given. Now you can go to heaven, too!"
Other than that, they spent the day fighting, verbally and physically.