Warrick (9): I know a spider.
Me (19) (shutup): Did you sit down beside her?
Warrick: Yes
Me: You didn't get frightened away?
Warrick: No.
Huston (8): (giggles)
Me: Did you eat your curds and whey?
Huston: (explodes with hilarity, after trying very hard not to show that he thought his mom said something funny)
Warrick: Why do you always have to ask all kinds of difficult questions?
Huston: Are you Little...uh...haha...Miss...uh...(indecipherable muttering, as he tries to remember the name of the story)
Warrick: (dead pan look at mom) And I don't have a tuffet.
Emma (4): Can I have cheese all alone?
Me: Yes
Emma: Really?
Me: Yes
Emma: REALLY?
Me: Yes
Emma: REALLY?
Me: Eat the cheese. My head hurts.
Dalton (7): (whispers) Donovan, do you want the rest of my food?
Donovan (3): (shakes head no)
Dalton: (puts it on Donovan's plate anyway) Here, you can have this.
Donovan: I DOH HAAAAAN IT!!!!!!! (Translation: I don't want it) (throws everything on his plate away, in case it got contaminated with the things that came from Dalton's plate)
Madilynn (5): Why do we have to wear pants at dinner, anyway?
Me: If you want to take your pants off, just go ahead and get ready for bed.
Madilynn: But why?
Me: (rolls eyes because I know how many times a five year old can ask why)
Madilynn: (asks why a few hundred times)
Emma: (in an offended tone) Don't eat the mashed potatoes, they taste just like mashed potatoes!
Everyone Else: GROSS!!!!
