I got my hair cut.

Mommy: You want to go in the backyard?
Alex: It’s too windy.
Mommy: It’s too what?
Alex: It’s too windy. It’s too windy out there.


Alex: I don’t want a haircut.
Daddy: Why not?
Alex: It’s scary.


Alex: Daddy’s not giving me a haircut. Let’s play trains for a minutes, okay Mommy?


Alex (to Daddy): Those your big feet?


Alex: Look a big pile of dirt.
Daddy: Yeah.
Alex: And there’s rocks. Water. And trucks.


Daddy: What did you do, Alex?
Alex: I got my hair cut.
Daddy: You did! Did you like it?
Alex: And I was angry.
Daddy: Why were you angry?
Alex: In the car.
Daddy: What car?
Alex: The yellow car. Look Daddy, a mail truck!
Mommy: Why were you angry? What made Alex angry?
Alex: My haircut.


Daddy: Alex, what’s your sister’s name?
Alex: Um, Claire.
Daddy: What’s Daddy’s name?
Alex: I don’t know.
Daddy: You don’t know Daddy’s name?
Alex: I don’t know. Um… Grommie.
Alex (smiling): You a dog, Daddy?
Daddy: Yeah I’m a dog.
Mommy: Woof woof.
Alex: Woof woof.
Daddy: Ruff.
Alex: No you not a dog. You a boy.
Daddy: Yeah, I’m a boy.
Alex: What’s Claire’s name?


Alex: Thanks Daddy, thanks to get my mask.