Papa (during dinner clean-up): “Caecilia, why did you turn the light off?” Caecilia: “I don’t want the butter to melt!”
Caecilia: “Can we get Captain D’s?” Karol: “NOT for BREAKFAST!”
Benedict: “I’m firsty for wine.”
Papa: “Make a muscle.” Benedict: “I can’t do that. I don’t have one.” Papa (looking at Benedict’s wimpy arms): “This is readily apparent.”
Margaret (while watching me adapt an ornament hook to hang an ornament without an eye): “Papa, you’re being just like MacGyver!”
