And I - I just can't stop saying that I scored a goal. I'm just too excited!

Alex: Can I be in the yard sale?

(breakfast)

Alex (to Claire): I'm gonna eat your head again, and I'm gonna put it in a block!
Alex: Abracadabra, grapes!
Claire: I -- I don't mind.


(Alex and Daddy are at soccer practice.)

Alex (to Daddy): I like spending time with you.

Alex: I might only have a little energy left. Is the game almost over?
Daddy:Yeah.
Alex: Good, ‘cause I only have one... little bit of energy left.

 
 Alex: I can't wait to tell Mommy that I scored one cool goal.

Alex: And I - I just can't stop saying that I scored a goal. I'm just too excited!

Alex: And even if the whole world, did not do a team... they wouldn't win.

Alex: And it’s even my first time that I really got a goal.

Alex: I'm worn out. Daddy, I'm worn out.




(Alex is sitting among the items for sale in the yard sale.)
Alex: Look, Mommy, I’m in the yard sale!


(Daddy is driving Claire to her second soccer practice.)
Claire: Daddy, can I get a – I think I’m gonna get a different popsicle when I do all my stuff at soccer.


(After soccer practice, Claire gets a purple, green, and brown popsicle.)
Claire: Blob likes purple, Bob likes green, and Blob likes brown.

Claire: I like to lick a popsicle.

Claire: I decided I didn’t like soccer, and then I decided I did like soccer.


(On the ride home from soccer practice, Claire is enjoying her popsicle.)

Claire: Daddy, you see a – a little bit of the stick coming up?
Daddy: Yeah.

Claire: It’s cold. Daddy, you know why it’s cold?
Daddy: Why?
Claire: Because there’s ice in it.

Claire: Daddy, if you would be a little boy, and you go to soccer, then you would get a popsicle, okay?
Daddy: Okay.

Claire: Daddy, I dripped on it, but I’m almost done with my popsicle, see?

Claire: I’m still almost done.

Claire: I ate it, Daddy.
Daddy: You ate the whole thing?!
Claire: Yeah. It was so cold! It’s just a stick. You can’t eat a stick.

Claire: I like to eat sticks.
Daddy: You do?
Claire: Uh-huh. They’re so yummy.

Claire: Daddy, what do they say? What does the soccer team say?
Daddy (confused): I don’t know, what do they say?
Claire: Do they say to not eat the stick?
Daddy: Yeah.
Claire: Why?! But I like sticks!
Claire: Why?! But I like sticks!
Claire: Why?! But I like sticks!
Claire: Why?! But I like sticks!
Claire: Why?! But I like sticks!

Claire: I’m gonna tell Mommy I ate all my popsicle.

(Claire and Daddy get home from soccer practice.)
Claire: Mommy, today can we have rocks and sticks?

Mommy: How was soccer, Claire?
Claire: Okay. Mommy, I wanna tell you all about soccer.


Claire: I love our puppy.

Claire (to Gromit): I love you, puppy.


Claire: Hey Daddy? Alex’s tongue hurts, that’s why he can’t eat strawberries.


Claire: Daddy, what day do we find eggs? Which day do we find eggs?
Daddy: Easter.

Claire: But Daddy, a long time ago, did we do spring, then do Easter? I really want to. I like Easter.


Claire: Hey Daddy, how do you make toys? How do you make them?
Daddy: Well, sometimes you use tools, or machines.
Claire: What else?
Alex: They can make them in factories.
Claire: What else? What else, what else? What else?
Alex: Don’t keep asking, Claire.
Claire: What else? What else? Daddy, what else?
Alex: I don’t know what else, Claire.


Claire: Daddy? How do you make soft stuff?
Daddy: What kind of soft stuff?
Alex: You make it out of cloth, you make it out of furry, you make it out of fur…
Claire: And you make – and you make it out of feathers.
Alex: Uh-huh. You make it out of lots of feathers. But – I don’t know, Claire. But you do make feathers for a pillow, Claire, because you put them in a pillow.
Claire: And you know what you make for strawberries? You need some red, right?
(Claire gestures as if she’s coloring.)
Claire: Strawberries are red.
Alex: You don’t have to paint them. They only grow, remember, they have to grow.
Claire: Yes they do grow.
Alex: Well a long, long time ago when nobody was here on the Earth, strawberries growed.
Claire: Yeah.
Alex: And then, when people were here, the people were putting them in the store, so people could buy them.
Claire: Yeah.

(Alex notices his full name written on a prescription bottle, and the kids start talking about their full names.)
Alex (to Claire): And you’re Claire Bear. I’m Alex Gatewood Xander.
Claire: I’m Claire Gatewood. I’m Claire Gatewood.
Alex: You’re Claire Bear.
Claire: No it isn’t. I’m Claire Gatewood. Not Claire Bear, I’m Claire Gatewood.
Alex: Well. Claire, Bear, Gatewood.
Claire (getting upset): No it isn’t, that’s not a word. I say Claire Gatewood and you say Claire Gatewood too.
Alex (getting upset): But that’s how your name goes!
Claire: No it doesn’t!
Alex: It really does, go like that!
Claire: No it doesn’t!


(Daddy is watching football.)
Claire: Daddy, one day when I’m grown up, can I be a football team?

(Claire tells Mommy what she’s gonna do when she grows up.)
Claire: I’m gonna watch my kids do soccer.