Garren: "When I'm a grown-up I can do whatever I want. Not a teenager."

Ryker: "I don't want to be a big boy."

Garren: "I'm the chef. You're just the person that makes the food."

Garren: "Will you run away with me Mrs. Natalie? You can come too Ms. Kim."

(talking to his preschool teachers)

Garren: "This is beef jerky heaven."

(He was eating shredded beef jerky.)

Garren: "Mom, what's your super power?"

Garren: "I wish we [Ryker & Garren] could be twins."

Ryker: "Garren, you keep growing all the times!"

Ryker: "My grumpy juice is chocolate milk."

(Garth calls coffe his grumpy juice.)

Ryker: "Mommy, you like being hairy?"

I was giving him a haircut and he was asking if I liked having long hair in his own way. ;)

Ryker: "Hey! I feel chocolate!!"

He complained earlier that he couldn't feel (he meant taste) the chocolate in his milk. Apparently I hadn't shook it up enough.

Our boys have been at the grandparents' for a little over a week and they just came home yesterday.

Garren: "There's no happier place than home."