Uh throw it.

Claire: Uh milk. Drink it.


Alex: Pablo said I can't make dinner because I'm gonna go to school in a minute.


Alex: I'm gonna drink my milk and then you can hold it when I run.


Alex: Claire, are you a little bit thirsty?


Daddy: I'm a glass of water.
Alex: Wohnk, wohnk, wohnk, wohnk.
Daddy: What are you doing?
Alex: I'm drinking you.


Alex: Claire, come in here!
Claire: No! Uh backyard. Daddy.


(Claire climbs into Alex’s rocking chair and starts rocking.)
Claire (smiling): Rock baby…


Alex (singing): Rock a my baby, snug in a tree
(Alex mumbles.)
Alex (singing): Lie down and sleep


Claire (holding a toy): Uh throw it.


Alex: Um after I get my um PJs um on, can I talk about bad dreams?