JACK: We live on (our street name)
CASEY: No, we live in a house!
JACK: Ugh! I can’t reach the fan when I jump. … (quietly to himself) If I had webs I could reach it.
Casey was hangry and crying in the backseat.
DAN: Casey, look, do you want chicken and fries from Popeyes?
CASEY: *sniff* I don’t want Poopeyes.
JACK: Casey, we have 10 minutes left… 10… 9… 8
Dan and I were being dorks and talking to each other in an Italian accent.
CASEY: *scoffs* That’s not what Luigi says!
I was explaining to Jack about Valentines Day when suddenly he got so excited he exclaimed:
JACK: Mom, I’m so proud of you! You make the sky so happy!
Casey sitting in the laundry basket.
CASEY: Moooom push me! I don’t know how to drive this thing!
DAN: Your Mommy’s super cute. What’s her number?
JACK: 31
ME: Hey, baby, can you do me a special favor?
CASEY: Sure I’ll go make you a ice cream! *runs off to the play kitchen without even hearing what the favor was*
I was tucking Jack in for the night when he asked:
JACK: If you made it to 100 that would be a long time right?
ME: Yep. That would be pretty old.
JACK: Yeah, but if you made it to 167 you would break the loop. So that’s why you can’t.
ME: *laying awake in bed for hours staring wide-eyed at the ceiling*
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