You hurt my feelings!

(Claire and Daddy have just gotten dressed.)
Claire (to Daddy): You have a blue shirt with nothing on it. And I have this shirt with stripes on it.

(Several minutes later.)
Claire (calling from another room): Daddy? Daddy?
Daddy (finding Claire): Yes, Claire?
Claire: Um… um… you don't have anything on your blue shirt!
Daddy: That’s right.
Claire: And I have stripes on this shirt.
Daddy: That's right.


Daddy (to Mommy): Have you seen Alex do his T-Rex impression?
Mommy: No.
Alex (with his elbows tucked at his sides): I can't scratch my chin!


(Alex and Claire get into a shouting match.)
Alex: You hurt my feelings!
Claire: You hurt my feelings!
Alex: You hurt my feelings!
Claire: You hurt my feelings!
Alex: You hurt my feelings!
Claire: You hurt my feelings!
Alex: You hurt my feelings!
Claire: You hurt my feelings!
Alex: You hurt my feelings!
Claire: You hurt my feelings, Alex!
Alex: You hurt my feelings!
Claire: You hurt my feelings!
Alex: You hurt my feelings!
Claire: You hurt my feelings!
Alex: You -- hurt -- my -- feelings!!
Claire: You hurt my feelings!
Alex: You hurt my feelings!
Claire: You hurt my feelings!


(Claire is eating a bowl of cereal with milk for the first time.)
Claire: I have some of this cereal with milk.
Daddy: You like it?
Claire: Uh-huh. It's so yummy milk.
Claire: It's squishy with milk. I like it squishy with milk.

Claire: Please can I have some more cereal with -- with that milk?

(Claire and Alex are watching Caillou.)
Claire: Daddy?
Daddy: Yes?
Claire: Can we -- can we -- um, Daddy?
Daddy: Yes.
Claire: Can we go to the -- can we -- Daddy -- one day next year, we can go to the beach, then we can take our ball, and splash it right in the water, with our shoes on, when we go to the beach!
Daddy: Yeah!
Claire: Can we do that?
Daddy: Yeah.
Claire: When we go to the beach next year.
Claire: Daddy, can we remember to do that?
Daddy: Yeah.
Mommy: What does she want to do?
Claire: Um, when we go back to the beach with our bathing suit on, can we take the ball there and, splash it in the water, then Daddy can go get it?


(Mommy's neck hurts.)
Claire (to Mommy): Why does your neck hurt?
Mommy: I don't know. I guess I'm old. Do you think I'm old?
Claire: You don't look old.

Claire (to Alex): You look like a real cowboy!


(lunch)

Alex (to Claire): You can have three. That's more than two.

Mommy (talking to her computer): What?!
Alex: I'm sorry you're frustrated, Mommy.

Alex: I like my mommy that made my pasta.

Claire: Can I have more sun butter and jelly please, Daddy?
Daddy: Yeah.
Alex: I know how to make it, Daddy. Can I make it?
Daddy: Yeah.

Claire (to Daddy): Thank you for giving me a piece of your pizza.

Claire (observing her Goldfish-bread sandwich): He has one eye on the front and one eye on the back, but that's not right with our eyes!

(Claire has sun butter and jelly on her nose.)
Alex: Why don't you use your napkin, Claire?
Claire: To wipe my nose off?
Alex: No Claire, to wipe the sun butter and jelly off!

Claire (to Daddy): What did you do when you were a little boy?

(Alex finishes his lunch, but as usual, would prefer not to wipe his face with a wipe.)
Alex: I look clean, don't I?
Daddy: Yeah you do. But a wipe helps get all the germs off.
Alex: I thought you would say that.

Alex: When I grow up, I'm gonna go to work, and have work friends.



Alex: We haven't watched Blue's Clues in a long time. I like it.
Claire: Me too. It's a good show.


(dinner)

Claire (talking about Mommy and Daddy): They're so nice, that I love them!
Daddy: Oh, and we love you too.
Alex: I care about them.
Claire: Me too.

Alex: I help people find stuff.
Mommy: Yeah?
Alex: That's what's nice about me.
Mommy: Yeah.