"Lukie is stinky because he is stinky and he has a stinky booty."
"Gwacie, do you want to be my Mommy?"
"It's okay, baby!"
"Wook, Mommy! I'm a pirate! Arrrrr!" said with heart shaped post-it notes stuck over one eye.
"I want some bubble gum, Mommy. I want some bubble gum, Mommy. I want some BUBBLE GUM, MOMMY!"
"Mommy! Daddy is in the computer! Wook, there he is!"
"Mommy! Don't turn off my Daddy!"
"Don't go, Mommy!"
"No, I don't want you, Mommy! I want my Daddy!"
"I don't wike you any more, Mommy."
"That's okay, Lucas. No matter what you say, I will always love you."
"I don't wike you, Mommy. Leave me alone."
"Okay, Lucas. But remember, no matter what you say, I will always love you."
"No matter what you say, I will always love you."
whispered: "Mommy, there are no monsters and no mean witches and no ghosts in your room, right? Daddy made all of the monsters go away, right?"
whispered back: "That's right, Gracie. Daddy sent them all away. They can't get you, because I love you and Daddy loves you and Lukie loves you and those mean monsters and mean witches and mean ghosts can't get inside our house."
"Okay, Mommy." pause "And there are no coyotes under your bed. Right, Mommy?"