My kid just said...

Talmage saw some streams of sunshine on the floor and informed me that he was going to, “jump over the white shadows.”

Brooklyn said, “Do you know what I hate about clipboards? Nothing! I just love ‘em.”

Clara calls mustangs mustings.

While drying his hair, Talmage reminded me to make sure to get his forebrain.

While getting ready to walk around the zoo, Talmage asked Mary and Chad if they would be traveling with us.

I was cooking bacon. Talmage asked if we were also going to have any squash-age.

When Brooklyn was one year old, instead of saying ‘up’ or ‘mama’ when she wanted me to pick her up, she said ‘Mna-Mna’. Sometimes, if I wasn’t responding quickly enough, she would get kind of sing-songy and rattle on until I finally picked her up – mna-mna-mna-mna-mna-mna-mna-mna-mna-mna-mna-mna-mna-mna-mna…

I was getting dinner ready for the kids and didn’t feel up to mixing up some fry sauce. Brooklyn tried to be persuasive by saying, “Why are you such a ketchup fan? You’re missing some really great food, you know.”

I put some dry ice into the sink and filled it with water. Brooklyn said to Talmage and Clara in a witchy voice, “Ha ha! We’re making witch’s broth.” Apparently the little witches are feeling the economy’s pinch as they can’t afford a full brew.

Talmage calls VHS tapes “vee ay chest”s.