Garren: I can’t wait until I move out. It’s not that I don’t want to live with you. It’s just that you tie me down. 

Me: Please don’t eat that (sandwich) in the car. 

Garren: I’m not. I’m just admiring it with my tongue. 

Garren: Can you smell people?

Me: I suppose so...body odor, perfume...

Ryker: I smell like flowers.

Garren: I’d say he’s (Benny) our therapy dog, but we’re really his therapy people. 

Garren: Middle school dating is bunk.

Me: How sad, that squirrel didn’t make it across the road. He needs a get well soon card.

Ryker: No, he needs an UNO Reverse card.

[Lasagna is served for dinner]

Ryker: I’m not really a fan of lasagna...GARFIELD!

Ryker: Did you hear that song saying, “I wasn’t starving ‘til I tasted you.”

Me: Yes, I’m pretty sure they’re singing about cannibalism.

Ryker: That’s  what I though too.

Garth: Ryker, what makes you so happy every morning?

Ryker: I get to wake up and be in a family, with two dogs.

Garren: We’re big year-olds now. (Referring that both he and Ryker now go to the youth group at church.)

Garren: Man, I love middle school. Everyone’s either crazy, stupid, or sassy.

Ryker: The weekend went by too fast. Like a jet plane flying by.

Ryker: Garren when you move away to college let’s keep in touch.

Garren: I like that idea!

Garren: I hate Mondays. You want to know why?

Me: Why?

Garren: Because they’re transition days of the weekend to weekdays.

Ryker: Tomorrow I’ll live the thug life. Shorts and a T-shirt. (It’s snowy and 27* out.)