Indigo: “Run, Jade, run!! The Tickle Monster is coming!!”

Greyden: “I had a nightmare where Fireball (one of our goats) had ten baby SHEEP.”

Jade: “If I was a chicken, I’d be a smart chicken.”

Hewitt (at a Greek restaurant where he’d ordered Fettuccine Alfredo): “Gotta love Greek food.”
PJ: “Uh… that’s Italian.”

Jade: “I hate brushing my hair.”
Brett: “We can tell.”
Jade: “How can you tell?”
Brett: “Because you never brush it.”

Hewitt: “When any of you have kids, I’m going to be their favorite Uncle.”

Emery: “What makes a guy dreamy?”
Jade: “Good teeth, good hair, and doesn’t smell bad.”

Colter: “Mom, I have a problem.”
PJ: ” What?”
Colter: “Nobody listens to me.”

Brett: “I don’t know what I would do without lists.”
Jim: “You’d do a whole lot less.”

Hewitt: “Since Grammy got Indigo that coloring book for Christmas, ALL she does is color now.”
Indigo: “It’s fun!”
Hewitt: “But it’s not as much fun as having a NERF GUN WAR.”

Jade (yelling through the entire house): “NERF GUN BATTLE IN THE BASEMENT! BRING YOUR OWN GUN.”
Fletcher: “Can I bring two guns?”
Jade: “Why would you bring two?”
Fletcher: “One for each hand.”
Jade (with a sigh): “I guess that’s okay. But you can only shoot one at a time.”

Indigo: “Did you just braid your hair for no reason?”
Brett: “Yup.”
Indigo: “That’s weird.”

Jade: “You know what the best thing about the holidays is? The days where we don’t have to do ANYTHING.”

Emery: “Is Mom up here?”
Jim: “No, but I am. What do you need?”
Emery: “I need Mom.”

We are working on penmanship by memorizing and writing Philippians chapter 1.
Emery: “Oops. I need to caps lock my Philippi.”
Jim: “You mean ‘capitalize the P’?”