LOU: I am a princess.
ME: Very beautiful.
LOU (to our dog, Finnick, while walking away): Come along now, Richard!
CALEB: You’re weird!
ME: No, you’re weird.
CALEB: No, you’re weird!
ME: Your mama’s weird.
CALEB: No she’s not!
LOU’S PRAYER: “Our Father, thank you for this day and for all the princesses. Bless our food to Grandma. Drive safe. Amen.”
CALEB: “Mom, you’re a lot smarter than you look.”
CALEB: “It means the way you look = not smart. The way you are = smart.”
JACK (5): “You have to be 16 to drive? Do you think they’d make an exception? I’m veewey we-wyable.”
ME: “Definitely (thankfully), no.”
CALEB: Who’s the funniest in this family?
JACK: The cat. Remember when she barfed?
CALEB, *laughing*: Barf! You’re right, it’s the cat.
SANTA: Have you done anything naughty this year?
JACK: Well, right now I’m talking to a stranger.
ME: “Don’t play with the blinds! They will break and Mom will get —?”
CALEB: “… Bored?”