It could be, but not.

(waking up)
Alex: I can't wake up when I'm playing with my trains.


Alex: Run with me, Daddy.
Daddy: Okay, let's run.
Alex: Set go!
(Alex and Daddy run into the family room.)
Alex (laughing): Let's do it again!


Alex: I'm gonna go listen to story time with Mommy.


Daddy: Who wants to play trains?
Alex: Not Claire. She has to stay in the kitchen, and play, okay?


Alex: I’m tired ‘cause night time’s over, no school today. It’s not night time.


(Alex hears a noise outside.)
Alex: What's that?
Daddy: It’s a lawnmower.
Alex: No it’s a airplane.
Daddy: Oh. Well it could be a lawnmower.
Alex: It could be, but not. It is a airplane.


Alex: The pigs are laughing at him and that's not nice ‘cause he has mud on his bottom.


Alex: Bugs up there?
Daddy: Where?
Alex: Bugs crawl up on the ceiling?
Daddy: I guess they could.
Alex: Where are they?
Daddy: Where are they?
Alex: I guess they're outside.

(nap time)
Alex: I wanna play with Meg play in the playroom and play trains... and... cry on the crying rug and on the timeout mat.


(playing in the backyard)

Alex: I wanna make a toe pop, Meg.

Alex: I wanna go down the slide – I wanna go play basketball and then go down the slide.
Daddy: Okay.
Alex: Okay. That will be fun.


Daddy: How about we play trains?
Alex: I wanna play trains with Meg.
Daddy: That’s up to Meg, but I’ll play trains with you.
Alex: How ‘bout Meg?


(dinner time)

Alex: May I have some more bread, please?
Daddy: Will you eat two green beans?
Alex: Okay.
Alex: Three green beans, okay?
Daddy: Okay.

Alex (looking at Claire): She has food in her hair.

Meg (requesting a piece of bread): Can I have this without eating a green bean?

Daddy: Alex, who's my son?
Alex: Um a baby.

Daddy: What's my son’s name?
Alex: A doggie.

Daddy: Alex, what did Grommie and Maddie do today?
Alex: They played in the backyard. And they got hot in the sun. And then the sun went away on them.

Claire: Dah dah dah dah!

Alex: I wanna push stools. And not run into Claire.


Alex: Can I sing something to Claire?
Mommy: What do you want to do?
Alex: Can I sing something to Claire?
Mommy: Okay.
Alex (singing): Lullaby, and good night, go to sleep little Claire


(song time)
Daddy (singing): Lullaby, and good night, go to sleep Claire and Alex
Alex: No, sing it to me.
Daddy: I’m singing it to both of you.
Alex: No, don’t sing it to Claire! Sing it to Alex!