1. "Mommy, my hungwy wiwwy wiwwy bad!" (This was five minutes after leaving the restaurant, where she'd mowed down her dinner, as always)
2. "Mama, darrrrrk! It darrrrk!" (Ummm, no, that's the sun in the western sky.)
3. "Mommy, Wyatt seeping! No seeping, Wy-yatt" (right. he's sleeping and you should be, too.)
4. "Mommy, my tooting!"
5. "My band-aid hurt wiwwy, wiwwy bad!"
Today, the nephews had school so Jeff was chatting up Kyle before he left, asking him all about his school. Kyle was explaining that he'll go to a different school next year, per his choice, because "it's better" than the school he's at now. When pressed for reasons as to why it's better it went like this:
Jeff: What makes it better?
Kyle: Well, my school now makes you wear uniforms. Which, obviously, I don't care (as he motions to his jeans and white t-shirt) and my new school won't.
Jeff: What else?
Kyle: And, okay, the new school has, like, a pajama day and my school has career day.