PJ: “Hamilton and Laurens were both abolitionists.”
Jade: “What’s that?”
PJ: “It means they wanted to abolish something. What do you think they wanted to abolish?”
Indigo: “The British?”

Greyden: “I think our old electric fence had pretty fast zaps… I know it could get you at least four times if your feet went out from under you while you were climbing over it.”
Brett: “And you know this how?”
Greyden: “Heh.”

Greyden: “Mom, what are you making? Is that dessert?”
PJ: “I don’t know what it is.”
Greyden: “You… don’t know what you’re making? Is there no recipe?”
PJ: “Nope.”

Indigo: “Can you touch the tip of your nose with your tongue?”
Greyden: “Maybe.”
Indigo: “You should probably know that you have goat poop on your nose before you try.”

Indigo: “Owwwwwww.”
Emery: “What’s wrong?’
Indigo: “Comforter [a goat] bit my finger and I just hit it on the counter and it still hurts!”
Emery: “Is it bleeding?”
Indigo: “No, it just hurts.”

Greyden: “Dude, there’s cat hair all over my bed!”
Indigo: “I guess Ginger slept on your bed today. She usually sleeps on mine.”
Greyden: “She sheds more hair than the goats!”

Brett: “You need to go find the nail clippers.”
Jade: “Oh, yeah, we lost ours the other day.”
Brett: “I can tell. Your fingers aren’t fingers anymore – they’re claws!”