Me: “Oliver, we can’t play the recorder while guests are still sleeping. It’s too loud.”
::time passes::
Oliver, coming back into the kitchen: “I’m having trouble finding a quieter toy.”

At least he’s honest, I’ll give him that.

Me: “A sasquatch is like a hairy man.”
Sara: “A cross between a bear and a man.”
Evie: “Are you a sasquatch daddy?”

Sara: “A tick was crawling on Ollie.”
Ollie, excited: “A ladybug was crawling on me!”
Sara: “He likes to take the optimistic view.”

Elsie: “Let’s make sand cakes for our mommies!”
Evie: “Yeah! Let’s make them poisonous!”