Garren: Tan [our chicken] is mothering!

Me: What is she mothering?

Garren: An egg. 

Garren: Ryker will you teach me how to fake cry? You kinda do it all the time. 

Ryker: I want to be a grownup. And I want to live in this house, I like this house. 

Garren: Bookinis are like underwear for swimming girls. Right mom?

Me: Yep! 

Ryker: Dad your beard is like a cactus. 

Garren: That was fun chasing girls. (He spent the evening literally running after the girls at Garth's Christmas work party.)

Ryker: Mom, am I sleeping or not?

Mom: I'm gonna go with not, since you're talking to me.