This is classical music.

(breakfast)

Alex: Guess what, Daddy?
Daddy: What?
Alex: There's a restaurant opening up today.
Daddy: Yeah?
Alex: Mine!
Daddy: Oh neat!
Alex: It’s only open on Saturday and Sunday. But they accidentally messed up. Now I have to open it on Wednesday too.

Alex: Daddy, I'm like you.

Mommy: Gosh, this book is so dated!
(Pause.)
Alex (holding a box): Gosh, this book is so dated.
(Alex sighs.)
Alex (laughing): I’m reading a book!
Claire (holding a box): I’m reading a book!



Claire: When are we gonna go get a pumpkin?
Mommy: Three o'clock.
(Claire runs to the digital clock.)
Claire: But it’s nine, three, four.
Daddy: Good!
Claire: So can we go now?


Alex: I wanna play something else. How ‘bout Class?
Claire: Yeah, I love Class.
Alex: You be the teacher, and I’ll be a visitor.
Claire: Okay.

Claire: We’re gonna have a lot of fun, today.

Claire: Yeah, but – we’re gonna – we’re gonna do centers first, then we’re gonna do Circle Time. Is that funny? This class is a little, a little different.

Claire: We’re gonna have cake for breakfast -- were gonna have cake for lunch, and for snack.

Claire: I'm gonna tell -- raise your hand if you want one of these. One of these. No, when I get over there, raise your hand if you want some jellybeans.

Claire: Now, raise your hand if you want me to dump some jellybeans in your bag.

(Claire and Alex are having an argument.)
Claire: I'm not playing it anymore.
(Claire walks off. Alex cries.)

Claire (in the other room): Uh. I'm mad.

Alex (sad): I want Claire to come back.
Claire: I'm not going back over there.

Claire: Don't talk to me.
Claire: Don't talk to me. Don't play with the blocks!
Claire: Don't play with the blocks!
Alex: I wanna make a house.
Claire (crying): No! No! Don't do that, I don't want you to!
Claire (crying): No! No, Alex!


(Alex is playing loudly with musical instruments. Suddenly he starts scraping two cymbals together very gently and very quietly.)
Alex (to Daddy): This is classical music.

(Alex and Claire have each prepared a party, and each is trying to get the other to attend their party.)
Alex: I'm not coming to your party. I'm not invited.
Claire: Yes, you're invited to my party.
Alex: Sorry, I can't come.
Claire: Um, my sign says, “Alex is invited to my party.”
Alex: Sorry, I can't go. Buffalo is not in a good mood, so, I can't go.

Alex: Mommy! There's a party! It’s Buffalo’s birthday.
Alex: I’ll bring some cake up.


Alex: We’re making a chocolate swimming pool! See, Mommy?


Alex: Daddy! We made the best ice cream ever! Its a chocolate ice cream vanilla pool.
Daddy: Wow!
Alex: You wanna come join us?


(lunch)

(Claire is eating a sun butter and jelly sandwich.)
Claire (grinning excitedly): Daddy, we don't have any jelly, so I'm eating strawberry jelly!

Claire: Alex, when you're finished with all your lunch, can you play with me, and we can play crocodiles, and when I step on that you say "ahhhhhh!"

(Alex drops his bread on the floor, but waits for Daddy to pick it up for him.)
Claire (to Alex): When I drop my bread on the floor, I get it myself. You don’t get it.


(Claire doesn't like the way Alex is playing "Halloween".)

Claire: Spooky stuff's not in Halloween.

Claire: You just dress up, and scary stuff doesn't happen in Halloween.