Garren: "I'm kinda the boss of rules in our house."

We're house sitting for a neighbor and her cats while she's out if town. Garren was at preschool so Ryker and I went over to check on them for the day.

Ryker: "Lets go."

Me: "You're ready to go home?"

Ryker: "No, I want to do errands."

Me: "Why?"

Ryker: "Because I want to buy a toy."

(I helped the boys build a fort/house in the front room using the cushions from the couches.)

Ryker: "Wow, look at our house. Our house is beautiful. Like a army house."

Ryker: (yelling loudly in the house as he wanders around) "Shoes! Shoes! Where are you shoes!"

(long pause)

"Hmmm. Maybe they not hear me."

I was unloading the dishwasher and Ryker came over to help.

As he was reaching to grab some dishes and I was deflecting him with my body since my hands were full, I asked, "Did you wash your hands?"

Ryker: "Yes."

Me: "When did you wash your hands."

Ryker: "On Thursday."

Me: "Then they definitely aren't clean."
(It's Saturday morning.)

Eating dinner.

Garren: "I'm going to eat more because I want to be six."

He's taken my words to heart and believes if he eats good, then he will grow faster. Why he's in such a rush to grow up is beyond me. I wish he would stay the way he is, wonderful.

I picked Garren up from preschool and he started going through his valentine bag as soon as he was buckled.

He held one up for me to read.

Me: "From Paige. To Garren."

Garren: "Ya, there's a girl on the back."
(long pause)
Garren: "It's kinda freakin' me out."

We are so NOT a girly house around here. ;)

Eavesdropping on a conversation in the back seat. (relayed from grandma Debbie)

Ryker: "Garwen, do you like gurlz?"

"Do you like gurlz a lot or a little?"

Garren: "I like girls a little."

Ryker: "Do you like gurlz enough to kiss dem?"

Garren: "No."

Ryker: "I like gurlz a little."

Garren: "Can you please leave now, mom."
(I was dropping he & Ryker off at grandma & grandpa's for the weekend.)

Garren: "I like to eat rainbow trout."

Me: "No you don't."

Garren; "Yes I do. I changed myself."

Ryker crawled into our extra large cat carrier out in the garage and Garren used the spring latch to keep him shut in. I carried it inside and as I was doing so Garren hollered, "No! Don't let him out! Feed him whatever he wants!!"

Me: "Do you want another apple?"

Garren: "No, my jaw is tired of chewing everything."

Ryker: "Mommy turn the lights on outside. I can't see!"
(riding in the car after dark)

Ryker has been up coughing tonight.

I went in to refill the humidifier and give him a new dose of cough medicine.

Me: "Do you want something to drink?"

Ryker: "Ya, a super lot of cough medicine." (while raising his arm high in the air)

Ryker: "There's a cough in my mouth."