Ryker: Rosco's just a lazy bum. Not putting his nose into the investigation. (Eating at the breakfast table with crumbs falling from his coffee cake while Rosco stands guard elsewhere)

Ryker: We're going down in flames mom, together. (Playing the game of Risk with him.)

Ryker: Not my best day grandma. (after being run over by a trailer and miraculously was a-okay)

Ryker: I like it hot, but I can't go in a volcano. 

Garren: Mom when I leave the house, can I take Benny?

Garren: Mom feel my butt. (He was excited about the seat warmers in our car.)

Ryker: When I'm 12 can I live with you a little bit longer to save some more money? 

(I've been joking with Garren lately that he needs to know certain life skills so he'll be ready to be on his own when he's 12. Ryker apparently picked up on this.)

Ryker: Grandma, you're breaking up with me. (Talking on the mobile phone.)

Garth: Boys don't throw the t-Rex in the house. 

Garren: A tan baby is like a roasted chicken. 

Garren: We should name our restaurant The Phoenix. (Playing a restaurant app...World Chef)

Ryker: What's a Phoenix? 

Garren: It's like a fiery chicken. 

Garren: I don't even have body hair yet. 

Ryker: Dad stop biting me. 

Ryker: Dad's older than mom. And taller. 

Ryker: I eat pumpkin pie like a man. 

One Morning Before School

Ryker: Dad, does this shirt fit me? (Standing with one of his shirts laid out from shoulder to shoulder across the front of his body.)

Garth: Yes. 

Ryker: Of course it does! (Merrily scampering off to go get dressed.)

Garren: Mom am I hitting poverty? I'm so hairy. (He was getting a haircut.)

Garren: Rosco's getting old, he's got gray furs. 

Me: What do you do at recess?

Garren: Mostly I play wall ball. 

Me: Who do you play with?

Garren: Cheaters. (said with disgust)

Ryker: Did you know girls scream because boys are amazing?

Ryker: Why do they call it daylight savings? It's more like daylight losing. I don't get it. (His take on going to bed earlier than normal)

Garren: You mean time can fly by that fast even when you're not having fun!? 

Ryker: I don't want my brother to be poor. Even though I'm rich. 77 bucks. 

Ryker: What's an agenda?

Garren: It's like homework and like a list for third grade. 

Ryker: Oh man...I've got a lot to learn. 

Garren: I hate hard work. (Referring to his homework)

Garren: Benny (our dog) is just a cute furry ball of trouble waiting to happen.