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Norb: "We were talkin' 'bout bones." Papa: "What kind of bones? Dinosaur bones?" Norb: "Chick bones...chick bones are da best bones."

Norbert: "Der's no toys, der's no cooking, der's no anyfing. Da pweist will arrest you!"

Norbert: "Can you stop da wind?"

Schola: "What's your name?" Norb: "Um...'cutus of Borg?"

Norbert, trying to avoid sleep: "Papa, what's that noise?"Papa: "It's the eyeball monster coming to eat your eyes...so you'd better close them so he can't get them."Norbert: "...you're very...mmmmphp chleeek."Papa: "Those aren't words."

Norbert: "My feet is happy wif dese toes."

Papa gets ready to wipe Norb's runny nose. Norb: "I wipe it...wif my tongue."

Schola to Norb: "An old man is what YOU will be...and an old lady is what I will be."

Mama to Norb: "Show me what a priest does." Norb: "OK." Jumps down from her lap eagerly. Everyone watches in anticipation of a clever demonstration: elevation or "Let us pray", etc. Norb jumps around and exclaims "Boing! Boing! Boing!"

Peter, looking at St. Nicholas' bones: "There's a window!"Papa: "That's a book. Someday someone might make your bones into a book."Caecilia: "...if you're good..."