::Ollie having a bad dream::
Me: “It’s okay buddy. What’s wrong?”
Ollie: “I’m just…trying to know some things!”

Me: “What did you make today?”
Ollie: “I made two shooters. Two guns.”
Evie: “Why 2?”
Ollie: “I thought mama and daddy wanted to have some guns.”

Aw, his and hers.

Evie, pointing to Sara’s forehead: “Will I have lines up there?”
Sara: “Yes.”
Ollie: “When we’re oooooold.”