Inside

Charlotte:  *after finding me at one of the outdoor stations for Field Day* Momma! I thought you'd be inside.

(May 22, 2017)

Full On

Molly:  I teared up a little on the bus at the end of the day. I didn't full-on cry, but I was sad to leave my friends.

(May 23, 2017)

Didn't Even Listen

Me:  Did you kick your Daddy out of bed last night?

Charlotte:  Uh-uh.  Molly.

Me:  Oh, Molly dragged him to your room?

Charlotte:  Yup.

Me:  Then why'd you come in here?  Bad dreams?

Charlotte:  No, good dreams.  I came in here to tell you about them.

Me:  You did?

Charlotte:  But you were asleep.  You didn't even listen.

(May 20, 2017)

Stinky

Charlotte:  *walking into the room after having stripped to her underwear*

Butch:  Well. Hey there, Naked.

Charlotte:  Hey there, Stinky.

(May 10, 2017)

For You

Charlotte:  Momma?

Me:  Yes, Petey-Pie?

Charlotte:  *pointing to my plate, on which sit two small brownies* If you don't want to eat your second brownie, I could take it for you.

(April 16, 2017)

Or Your Right One

Molly:  Some time, can we go to Skateland, and I can see Gabriella there if her family goes there on the same day?

Me:  Sure, I think we could make plans like that some time.

Charlotte:  And me, too!  I wanna go!

Me:  You don't even like roller skating.

Charlotte:  I wanna try again, now that I'm six.

Molly:  I really don't want to fall and get a giant bruise on my left butt cheek again.

Charlotte:  Or your right one!

(April 11, 2017)

On the Rocks

Butch and me:  *discussing dinner plans on the phone via our cars' bluetooth connections*

Molly and Charlotte:  *riding in the back seat of Butch's car*

Me:  I'll meet you there. If you want to go ahead and order for me, get me a water and --

Charlotte:  A margarita on the rocks!

(April 11, 2017)