Gwen: These socks say my name on the bottom! See? On my toeses!
Me: They do huh?
Gwen: Yes, they say Gwen Westovoh. See? G . . . W . . . E . . . X, Y, and Z
Me: Actually they say Hanes. It’s the name of the company that made them.
Gwen: No, Rebekah’s mom just make them.
Me: You should have fun. You’re only 35 once.
Heath: I’m 36 dear.
Me: You’re only 35 twice!
Heath had ordered a pepperoni pizza and the supreme pizza I talked him into because of the veggies on it. He told the kids the rule for that night was they had to have a slice of each pizza.
Parker: Can I have more pizza?
Heath: Yes, but you remember the rule right?
Parker: I know.
Heath put the pizza in front of him: You can pick off anything you don’t want to eat.
Parker’s mouth puckered up and his eyes widened in surprise: There’s a lot of things I want to pick off!
Me: Gavin, did you have enough pizza?
Gavin: I don’t want to follow the rules tonight.
Gavin: It happened a long time ago. Back when they didn’t have color.
Gwen: What’s your name?
Gwen: And Dad’s name is Heaf.
Gavin: Mom’s name is Tristan.
Gwen: No! Her name is Mom!
Me: You’re playing a game? We don’t have time for you to play a game!
Heath: Well I’m playing. I already had breakfast.
Me: Yes but you didn’t feed our children.
Heath: Well Gwen can’t decide what she wants to eat.
Me: Then you decide for her. She’s 3!
Gwen: Well I am big! And I just want to have . . . a ball.
Gavin: I am just like you, Dad, I have hair on my legs.