Take it to the Lord in prayer

Jonah asked me not to say AMEN after our bedtime payer so that he can add a few things he would like to pray for. Among his big list of things was: "....and Lord, please protect the people vacationing in Hawaii so that they don't get burnt by lava..."

Sick it to 'im

Thea: "Mom, I bet Satan hates it when you teach us about Jesus. I bet he says: NO! NO! don't tell her that!"

911 Emergencies

Lena: "Mom, I hurt my arm. I'm bleeding! Can you call 911? Can you cut up and apple?"

Later the same day as I was kissing her good night Lena asked: "Mom, can we call Nanny 911? 'Cause we were naughty today."

Young-old v. Old-old

Jonah: "Mom, you're getting old"

Me: "Yes and so are you. We're all getting older"

Jonah: "Yah, but I'm young old and you're old old. Like walking with a cane old" (as he's doing his impression of an old lady walking with a cane)

Me: "I'm not feeding you today!"