The voices in my head

Now that we have three talking children it's like the voices in my head have multiplied. Driving in the car I now have a 4 way channel of conversations -
Me, thinking - "What are we having for dinner, where do I have to be, when and what combination of equipment/ children/ clothing/shoes/ cash do I need, must remember to email/phone/text/yell/clean/scrub/move/put back/find the ...."
Big Brother and Little Brother -"And then, the droid army smashes Fluffy the puppy, but the puppy cries 'wah,wah, "" Yeah, and then the Ninja master with the black belt goes pow pow pow, " "No, the monster eats the puppy" 'NO, that was so awesome", "Thats what makes you beautiful"
And Little Miss - "Mamma, show you - bird!" "Mamma, show you - Ho-co-coca" (helicopter, but it took me a while to work out that one), "mamma - show you - digger". "mamma,  TURN CORNER"...

Its overwhelming at times. Three little fizzing brains and one slower, more list-based one (when did I stop imagining stories in my head?) coming out with wonderful observations on the world.
It can get confusing - Little Miss has been asked - Do you want the blue one, or the green one (cup, shoe etc) so many times she thinks anything she wants is called "Blue-Red"
"BLUE-RED, BLUE-RED, ' she yells, pointing at the green cup. Or the cheese.

The boys consider everything to be Awesome - 'Its an awesomely rocket!'. After a swimming lesson where Little Brother sobbed the entire half hour, except for the part he was howling hysterically after getting water in his nose, he climbed out of the pool and greeted his brother with - 'That was awesome!'

And then there is the problem of the number of feet. In our house, we have three each - the left one, the right one, and of course the wrong one. Is this right? they ask - No, its wrong - put it on the left one. Is this the left one? No, its the right one, but also the wrong one....

Big Brother asked me "Mum, can I have one of those card things, you know, those card things that have credit, you know, a credit card?
And the other day he opened a conversation with -" Mum, you know how you don't like feeding us...."