J: Did you know when we keep scratching our booboos they hurt more?
Me: That sounds right.
J: Yeah, it’s right, ’cause EK told me.
Me: She isn’t always right.
D: I ‘uf you, Joe Joe! I ‘uf you, Joe Joe! I ‘UF YOU JOE JOE!
Me: J, do you hear him frantically telling you he loves you?
J: I love you, too, baby brother.
J, pointing at hexagonal floor tiles in a bathroom: Mom! Look at those pentagons!
Me: Those are actually hexagons, but I’m really impressed!
EK: Stop signs are red ones of those!
Me: Actually, stop signs are octagons. *cue 20 minute discussion about many-sided figures.*
D, every time we put him on the potty and he doesn’t pee: It’s broken!
EK, putting my birthday on her planner: I just upgraded ya, Mom.
D, all day: I wan’ delly jeans! (Jelly beans)
EK explaining fire, tornado and lock down drills: Well, it’s so we’re safe. Like, just so there’s a fire, or a tomato, or if bears or lions come.
EK to her cinnamon roll: I’m coming for ya, cinnamon!
J, after snuggling with Hubby: Um, I put a little too much spit on Daddy’s ear.
J, looking at Hubby’s phone: Who’s that girl-man?
Hubby: …Barry Manilow…?
Well, I hope you enjoyed the little conversations, and the series of one-liners! Have a great rest of your week!