Karol: “Well, you can spend all your life coloring and never get to second grade!”
Margaret: “Well, I am a good colorer and a good artist.”
Karol: “Well, you can spend all your life coloring and never get to second grade!”
Margaret: “Well, I am a good colorer and a good artist.”
Caecilia: “She’s afraid of da woof.”
Papa: “Of the what?”
Caecilia: “Of da woof!”
Margaret: “She can’t say ‘wolth’.”
Karol: “I have something to show you. It’s a surprise. It’s a dead animal in the garage. It’s all white and has a white tail.”
Margaret: “Like a monkey. Maybe it’s a monkey.”
Karol: “Or an Ewok.”
Caecilia: “Somebody’s house is decoration. They think it’s Christmas, but it’s not Christmas.”
Karol: “We did not get to go get candy for Halloween!”
Margaret: “We would only get rocks because we are bad children.”
Caecilia: “Did our house get broked? Did the tornado stomped on it? Do tornados have foots?”
Karol (on the subject of baby alligator defense): “Their defense is biting. Their defense isn’t force fields, or light armor. Or clothes.”
(That kid has been playing too much Freedroid.)
Karol: “Guess what I wish I were.”
Mama: “A tuna fish?”
Karol: “Close…a super hero.”