Garren: "Wow, thanks mom! I can tell you love us a lot more than we do."

(I made him a S'more for dessert and gave it to him while he was watching a cartoon.)

Ryker: "Mom, I old like a grown-up."

Me: "Why's that?"

Ryker: "Because I hurt!"

Ryker: "MOM! I'm hungry!"
Me: "Hi Hungry."
Ryker: "I'm not hungry!"
Issue resolved, check ;-)

Garren: "Rule number 18. No pulling hair."

Garren: "Garren hero saves the day."

(He picked Ryker's spoon up off the floor.)

Garren: " Ryker, do you want me to teach you how to beat box? It goes like this. (proceeds to make BB noises)

Garren: "Princess, we're secret agents are you in danger?"

While riding his bike with friends.

Garren: "BMX [riding] is all about getting hurt."

He went to the track today for the fist time and LOVED it. He told me this with a smile on his sweaty, dirty face.

Ryker: "This is a nice world."

Ryker: "Cowboys have guns, not swords."

Garren: "I'm not gross enough to eat your germs. Of course I do kiss a frog."

(he was debating whether or not to eat the rest of my s'mores)