I love it!

(Daddy is changing Claire’s diaper. Claire hands Daddy the diaper cream.)
Claire: There you go, Daddy.
Daddy: Thank you.
Claire: I a big helper, you.


(Daddy and Claire go into the living room. No one else is awake yet.)
Claire: Where all our cousins?
Daddy: They’re sleeping.
Claire: Sleeping in there?
Daddy: Yeah.
(Pause.)
Claire: Where Grandpa?
Daddy: He’s sleeping.

Claire: Not watching TV. Not watching TV, there. Our cousins not – not watching that TV.
Daddy: Yeah.
Claire: Yeah.

Claire: Aunt Sheridan not watching TV too.
Daddy: Yeah.
Claire: Aunt Sheridan – Aunt Sheridan wayyy. Sleeping in that room, Daddy.

(Alex joins Daddy and Claire in the living room.)
Alex: It’s a empty room in here.
Daddy: Yeah.
(Pause.)
Alex: The two days, there were people out here. They weren’t sleeping.
Daddy: Yeah.

Alex: I can’t play because I’m sick.

(Alex lies down on the couch.)
Alex: If people wanna sit on this couch, I’ll tell them that I’m sick.
Daddy: Okay.
Alex: And I can’t get up.
Daddy: Okay.
Alex: When my cousins wake up.

(Claire is playing blocks.)

Claire: I found a blue square!

Claire (to Daddy): Uh make a road, with me? Uh make a road? Uh make a road, with me?

Alex: I’ll show you how to make a road, okay Claire?
Alex: For one minute because Claire, I’m sick.
Claire: Okay.

(Claire hands out blocks.)
Claire: This for me.
Claire: This for you.
Claire: This for me.
Claire: This for me.

Claire: I playing blocks, Daddy.
Daddy: Yeah!
Claire: With Ah-yah.
Alex: But I can’t play, because I’m sick, Claire. My nose is stopped up. And I’m coughing a lot.
Alex: One more.
Claire: Yeah.
Alex: That’s how you make a road!
Alex (returning to the couch): I’m gonna lie back, okay Claire?

Daddy: I’m sorry you’re sick, Alex.
Alex: I’m sorry I can’t play, Claire.

Claire: Look my road! Daddy. Look – it’s really big! Really big!
Daddy: Yeah.
Alex: It’s really long, Claire. It looks like a train track!
Claire: It’s a train track. Train track.

Claire: Yellow road. Look, Daddy, yellow road. Yellow road, and green road, and – look! Look, my road!
Daddy: Yeah!
Claire: It’s really strong.. it’s really strong, Daddy, it’s really strong… it’s really strong.
Claire (jumping up and down): I love my – I love my track! I love my track!

Claire: I love juice! I love it! I love juice!

(Daddy is putting on his shirt.)
Claire: I like that shirt!
Daddy: Thank you!
Claire: I love it!

Alex: Did the temperature say I’m sick?

(Claire is playing cupcakes.)
Claire: Foo on it, Daddy. Foo on it.
Claire (blowing out the candle): Foooo!


Mommy: We’re not gonna take those to the beach, Claire. We’re gonna take beach toys.
Claire: Beach toys! I love beach toys!


(on the beach)
Claire (repeatedly): Uh go inside!


(Claire notices a broken deck chair under the deck.)
Claire: Dat chair under there?
Daddy: Oh, that chair’s broken, isn’t it?
Claire: Get some – tape.


Claire: Uh play cupcakes, Daddy.


Alex: When the wave got me, it made the sand gooey. I made footprints in the gooey sand.

(Alex takes a warm shower outside the beach house.)
Alex: This is the best shower ever.


Alex: I like to sleep with Elly on the bottom and Bobo on the top.