::Playing Settlers of Catan::
Me: “Finally, all my wheat dreams are coming true!”
Sara: “Alright, Joseph…”

Sara: “Evie, what are you doing up?”
Evie: “I had an itch on my back I couldn’t reach.”

I have to give it to her, it was a pretty lame excuse, but it was unique!

Sara: “I hate when people get shot in the middle of the day. That’s my pet peeve.”

Evie: “I don’t like veggie lasagna. I like pizza because we have it every week and I like pancakes because we have it every week.”
Sara: “Well, maybe we should have veggie lasagna every week.”
Evie: “Well…I don’t think it would work the same for veggie lasagna.”

Oliver: “I’m so happy! I have pockets in the back!”

Sara: “Oliver, can you put your right foot up?”
::Oliver lifts his right foot and boots her in the face::
::ten seconds later::
Sara: “Oliver, can you put your left foot down?”
::Too late, Oliver doesn’t wait to hear the end and boots her in the face with his left foot.::

Evie: “There’s a lot of sauce left.”
Me: “Yeah, I guess I put too much on there, huh.”
Evie: “More is good. Better safe than sorry, I say.”

::Oliver rubbing his eye with his sunscreened hand::
Oliver: “Dada, it’s spicy on my hand!”

Evie: “Who do you love more, me or Oliver?”
Me: “Oh honey, I couldn’t pick. I love you both the same amount. ::thinking I am clever:: Who do you love more, me or mama?”
Evie, without a moment’s hesitation: “Mama.”

Evie: “Mama, you smell like broth that is made into pudding.”
…
Evie, to me: “Let’s see what you smell like. Hmm…dirty socks.”

Evie: “Mama! You know I’m not designed to be a maid!”

Evie: “Oliver! Do you want to be part of the game, or do you want to be fired? It’s either turn around right now and be Jesus, or you’re fired!”

Sara: “There’s a dancing statue of liberty over there.”
Evie: “Why is he dancing?”
Sara: “Because he wants people to do their taxes.”
::Evie nodding her head sagely::

Wouldn’t it be nice to be a kid again, where that explanation makes sense and no more questions are required?

Evie to Sara: “Why do all the doors have Z’s on them?”
::six hours later::
Shane to Sara: “Why do all the doors have Z’s on them?”

I guess I know where she gets it from.

Evie: “The Easter Bunny came to our school today!! But the eggs only had eggs inside them.” – Do they make them without jelly beans inside these days? Weird.

Me: “There’s a funeral store.”
Anna: “It looks vacant.”
Sara: “Dead?”

Sign on cemetery: “No loud car stereos!”
Sara: “Yeah, you wouldn’t want to bother the dead.”
Evie: “Why did you even say that, mama?”

Me: “We’ll have to walk a lot today to make up for all this yummy food we’re eating.”
Evie, shaking her head violently: “No! I want to keep it inside of me!”