Ryker: We're going down in flames mom, together. (Playing the game of Risk with him.)

Ryker: Not my best day grandma. (after being run over by a trailer and miraculously was a-okay)

Ryker: I like it hot, but I can't go in a volcano. 

Garren: Mom when I leave the house, can I take Benny?

Garren: Mom feel my butt. (He was excited about the seat warmers in our car.)

Ryker: When I'm 12 can I live with you a little bit longer to save some more money? 

(I've been joking with Garren lately that he needs to know certain life skills so he'll be ready to be on his own when he's 12. Ryker apparently picked up on this.)

Ryker: Grandma, you're breaking up with me. (Talking on the mobile phone.)