Karol: “Mama, I wanted to talk to Margaret this morning, but she told me I was stinky. I know she was lying because I am never stinky.”
Margaret: “”Mama, I don’t want to tell the chickens that I threw up, they will tease me.”
Karol: “Papa, do plants like to be planted near their friends?” Papa: “Sometimes.” Karol: “Yeah, then they can be like a plant family!”
Margaret: “Let’s go play in that liver.” Mama: “I think you mean river.” Margaret: “I mean beach!” (While looking at a storm drain cover)
Karol: “Papa, you are a Spanish guy!” .
