JACK: … *loses his train of thought and sighs* My brain was thinking without me again.
Casey was helping me scrub the wall and was having a hard time with a little stain.
CASEY: Ugh!! Why won’t you come off!? … … *to himself* Oh, it doesn’t have feet. That’s why it doesn’t come off.
We were trying to get Jack to try ‘fry sauce’ (a Utah delicacy lol).
JACK: No thanks. That looks like smooshed skin.
CASEY: *pointing to the merry-go-round* Can we go get dizzy please!? I want to go on the dizzy machine!
DAN: Jack we’re going to do something really fun tonight!
JACK: Really?? What!?
DAN: *joking* We’re going to do our taxes.
JACK: … That’s not fun. I didn’t even smile at that. I made a bored face.
CASEY: Mom, can you do me a flavor?
JACK: *pointing to Dan’s Mountain Dew* Can I have some of that?
DAN: Not right now Buddy.
JACK: Pleeeeease! It tastes like power!
Whenever we play Marco Polo, Casey always yells “Bingo!”. No matter how many times he hears it the right way.
JACK: *talking to himself* C’mon Bruh. Just get out and shoo, bru
Casey absolutely INSISTED that he had a very important message to tell his Dad. He made me help him write a note and then we drove to Dan’s work and left it on his car’s windshield. This was the super important message:
“Dad. Cowboy hat. Don’t ride a horse without one.”
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