Garren: I hate Mondays. You want to know why?

Me: Why?

Garren: Because they’re transition days of the weekend to weekdays.

Ryker: Tomorrow I’ll live the thug life. Shorts and a T-shirt. (It’s snowy and 27* out.)

Ryker: I don’t trust any plus signs anymore, except in math.

Ryker: Mom, I need you to chant “chug” for me. (taking a shot dose of his cold medicine)

Me: CHUG, CHUG, CHUG, CHUG!! (said from another room)

Ryker: I need you in the room with me.

Ryker: I feel like that dog was staring into my soul.

Garren: Ryker how’s  your week been so far?

Ryker: Like a cougar in a bathtub.

Ryker: Now it’s a Congo line of cars. ( in the drop off at middle school.)