What can I entertain myself with?
I can't find my light-up shoes!!! They are stashed away somewhere.
I love you so much Mommy. I think about you all the time and I dream of you at night. I don't want to come attached to you. I love you.
When is this stinkin' snow gonna melt??? And how long til yard sales?
I want you to buy me some jealous shoes. (jelly shoes)
You don't have a sense of humor, Katie.
James: Mom, sin rhymes with umbrella.
Me: Sin rhymes with umbrella?!?!
James: Sort of!
I don't want to look like a freak out in public. (at the thought of wearing his footie pajamas on his bike ride...which, incidentally, he did anyway)
This is gonna be brutal!! (riding his bike up a hill)
If anyone wants a napkin, just holler! (Napkins are Katie's job and she takes it very seriously)
Katie, you are such a napkin fanatic.
Yep, I am a napkin fanatic. You're exactly right!
We're going there when the house runs out of batteries. (translated: when the power goes out)
I'm big and strong, mighty as a man!!
I don't like cheese sticks because they are too cheesy.
Can I interest you in some crackers?
Let's have a tea party. I have all the materials.
I don't have testicles, I have ankles.
You will be so aprised!! (surprised)
I want to eat all of the chocolates without getting into trouble.
I was thinking we could snuggle with each-udder.
The problem is, Mom.....
That's what it says. It says 'weed my wips!!!'
Tuck me in as a sandwich, not as a burrito.
(The hair clippers) are nibbling into my skin.
I'm folding up my sweater to protect me from the raindrops that are falling on me. (She was inside)
I picked Booty and the Beast. That's all.
I am all out of buzzards. I have no more.
Me: James, what did the wise men bring to baby Jesus?
James: Gold and pheasants and perfume. (pheasants = frankincense)
Daddy, for halloween I am going to dress you up as a glue stick, and Tyler's gonna be a rhubarb plant.
Katie, when you grow up your beepers will turn into boobs.
You're brilliant, Mom!!!
Katie is so outrageous.
Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear. Fuzzy Wuzzy had no arms.
There's this really expensive toy I want to buy. Its at the Dollar Store.
My weft patella is hair-ting. My bones need a drink.
(to Katie): Do you ever run out of questions?
My right eye is hurting me. Mommy, which one is my right eye?
I'm more experienced than you. (to Katie)
Your father is a menace! (to Tyler, in the mall....much to the amusement of other shoppers)
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