But Mommy has the prettiest eyes in the whole world.

Alex: Grass doesn’t melt, Claire.
Claire: It does.
Alex: No it doesn’t.
Claire: It does!
Alex: Grass doesn’t melt! It just stays there.
Claire: No.
Alex: It doesn’t!
Claire: No.
Alex: It doesn’t!
Claire: It does!
Alex: Have you ever seen grass melt, Claire?
Claire: No.


Claire: I don’t like beans at school.
Alex: I don’t like beans at home.

Daddy (to Alex): You don’t like beans at home?
Alex: I don’t like beans at home.
Daddy: Do you like beans at school?
Alex: No.


(Alex’s toy pager beeps.)
Alex: Daddy, it’s Farmer pickles again.
Daddy: It’s Farmer Pickles again?
Alex: Yeah.
Daddy: What are we gonna do?
Alex (sounding exasperated): We’re not gonna talk to him.
Daddy: Why not?
Alex: Because he always calls, and we’re gonna have to stop talkin’ to him. ‘Kay?
Daddy: Okay.

Claire (pushing her shopping cart): Daddy, come with the shopping store with me.
Daddy: Okay, I’m coming!

Daddy: Okay, what should we buy?
Claire: This isn’t the shopping store.

Alex: Daddy, what does Star Command mean? Buzz said Star Command.


(nap time)

Alex (talking to himself): How do you spell budududududududududududuh.
Alex: B A D A D A D A D A D N D N D N D N D N D N.


Claire (getting the singing reindeer toy out): Daddy – I gonna get this out and then – he say “Jingle Bells, jingle on the way” – and then we can dance.
(Claire puts the reindeer down and turns it on.)
Claire (while jumping up and down): It loud. It’s gonna be done in a minute. It’s gonna be done. It’s done!

Claire (picking up Abby): Abby, you wanna dance? Yeah!
(Claire jumps up and down holding Abby.)
Claire (to Daddy): Abby wants to dance!


(dinner)

(Alex, Daddy, and Claire are talking about eye colors.)
Alex: Only Mommy and Alex have green eyes.
Daddy: And Claire and Daddy’s are brown.
Alex: But Mommy has the prettiest eyes in the whole world.


(Mommy is on the computer.)
Claire: Say roar.
Mommy: Roar.
Claire: No, look at my face and say roar.
Mommy (looking at Claire): Roar!
Claire (shrieking): Aaaaaaaaahhhh!


(Claire pretends the toy wrench is a phone.)
Claire: Hi who’s that? Who’s on the phone?
Claire: Hi Grommie. Why are you eating your ball like that? Why are you on the phone?
Claire: No that’s Daddy. I said, no running and eating your ball like that. No running and eating me.