Garren: Don’t make me regret getting up off my bean bag. (We took him motorcycle camping.) 

Ryker: How did our whole family get house arrest? (During the Coronavirus quarantine)

Garren: I didn’t choose this thug life, this thug life chose me.

Garren: If dogs have such a great sense of smell, why do they like nasty smelling things?

Garren: Ryker, you make cooking mac and cheese look like an art.
(Ryker had cooked noodles and hot dogs in one pan and was melting cheese then mixing it with the cheese sauce and milk in a smaller pan. He cried when he found out “washing his dishes” meant more than putting them in the sink.)

Garth: Man colds are real. My butt’s kicked.

Garren: My age is finally off the clock. (He’s 13.)