His mouth is broken.

Alex: Mommy, my hair can't be brushed.
Mommy: It can’t be? It has to be. Why can't it be?
Alex: ‘Cause you have to reach those on the counter.


(snack time)

Alex: Claire's gonna growl at me. She's gonna growl at me in my chair.

Alex (eating a Goldfish): His mouth is broken.

Claire: Dada. Dada.
Alex: Are you saying Dada? He's looking at pictures.


(playing trains)

Alex: She was pushing my train backwards.

Daddy: Alex, you tell me if you need me to help you with Claire.
Alex: Help me with Claire.


(Alex and Daddy are looking at a picture.)
Daddy: Who’s that?
Alex: Mommy, Daddy, Grommie, and Alex.
Daddy: That’s right.
Alex: Where’s Claire?
Daddy: She wasn't born yet.
Alex: Where was she?
Daddy: She was -- in Mommy’s tummy.


(dinner time)

Alex: I was drinking and then I have a cough and then I have a runny nose.

Alex: What you did today, Daddy?
Daddy: What?
Alex: What you did today, Daddy?
Daddy: I went to work and then I came home and played with Alex.
Alex: What you did yesterday?
Daddy: I went to work.
Alex: Where did you go with me?
Daddy: I played with you at home.
Alex: And where did you went? With me?
Daddy: Um, I don't think we went anywhere.

Alex: What am I gonna take to school?
Daddy: Um, what would you like to take?
Alex: Um my container full of rocks.
Daddy: Oh! That's a good idea. Would you like to do that?
Alex: Yeah.

Alex: You dip chicken nuggets in the sauce.
Daddy: Yes you do.

(Claire bangs her cup on the table.)
Alex: Claire’s banging.
Mommy: I don't like it.
Alex: Can you fix it?
Mommy: Claire, no banging. I'm gonna push you back. No bang.
(Claire bangs her cup on the table, so Mommy pushes her chair away from the table.)
Claire (upset): Ah! Ah-hah!
Alex: Mommy, can you push her back up to the table? She's sad.


(Daddy and Alex are eating imaginary cake on the couch.)
Alex: Put your neck up here. ‘Cause I have to eat with you up here.


Alex: Daddy?
Daddy: Yes, Alex.
Alex (falling backwards onto the couch): Whoa!


Alex: Be careful Claire! Be careful of the monster’s gonna come!


Alex: What's Claire doing?


Alex: I think there's James’s coach.


Alex (whining): No, I don't wanna whine!