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Karol to Margaret: “When you are five, your teeth will fall out and somebody will give you new ones!”

Karol (after having missed brushing his teeth the previous night): “They are still there! My teeth didn’t fall out!”

Mama: “Margaret, no thumb.”

Margaret: “I only suck my thumb if there is dust on it.”

Karol (after getting attacked by the vacuum cleaner): “My parts might get sucked in.”

Papa: “No, all of your parts are too well attached to get sucked in.”

Karol: “It might suck my eye out.”

Margaret: “Come on, Pants!”

Karol: “I am a tomato sauce!”

Karol: Scans Papa with his ‘medical tricorder’. “It’s not great.”

Caecilia: “Funny noonoos!”

Karol: “I’m sending money to the poor man in jail.”
Margaret: “I’m sending dinosaurs to the pretty girl who’s a crab with a dress on and pinchers and eyeballs like these.”

Karol: “Papa, when we’re done, can I celebrate Mass then do my model?”