Sean: Being a lifeguard is very boring because nobody ever drowns.
Hayden: I'm tho glad that God thent Thydney to live in our family.
Sean: I'm hungry!
(20 times a day this entire summer)
Mom: Stop whining!
(20 times a day this entire summer, and not just to Sean who is perpetually hungry.)
Hayden: (randomly at dinner) Eggnog!
Dallin: (first day of school as a 5th grader) Today I get to sit at the back of the bus.
I have been waiting my whole life for this!
Hayden: I know, I know, I jutht forgot, okay? I'm only four yearth old!
Hayden: Bananas are my life!
(Watching Beauty and the Beast)
Belle: We're together now, everything's going to be fine.
Beast: At least I got to see you . . . one last time . . .
Hayden: And now he's gonna turn into a weirdo.
I heard Sydney saying, "Excuse me . . . Excuse me . . . Excuse me . . ."
She had the hiccups and was excusing herself for each one.
Sean working on homework.
The homework instructions read: "Add some words to finish the sentence: Sam can . . . "
Me: Sam can play? Sam can ride a bike?
Sean: Sam can . . . BLOW UP!
Me: Or . . . Sam can eat a cookie.
Sean: Sam can . . . do something violent! Just kidding. Violence isn't good for school.
(clearly there's been a conversation about that.)
Dallin: What kind of tree is this?
Me: A Crabapple
Dallin: You planted a CRAP Apple?
Me: No, a CraB apple.
Dallin: I was gonna say, these apples must taste really bad!
Sydney: "Oh, pitty spahkles, Mom!" (pretty sparkles)
Hayden: Mom, when are we getting a new car?
We've been driving this one for like . . . a hundred days!
Listening to "What Makes You Beautiful"
Hayden: I need to thing thith thong (song) to Ellie becauthe I love her.
Sean: You're too little to be in love.
Hayden: I'm four and I love her. Like boyfriend/girlfriend love.
Sean: Mom, there's something in my folder that we can turn in but we don't have to. We get a prize if our class turns in 15. So I don't need to bring mine back because everyone else will.
Hayden: Mom, what does our king look like?
Me: Our King? We don't have a king. We have a president.
Hayden: What?!? We don't have a king?
Me: Nope, we have a president and a congress, and no king.
Hayden: Why don't we have a king?
Me: Because we live in a free country--we don't want a king because they can take away your freedoms.
Hayden: I don't care if they take away our freedoms, Mom, we NEED a king!
Me: Have you been anywhere that has a king?
Hayden: Utah.
These last two are not quotes--just funny stories I want to remember about these two boys. Sean and Hayden are buddies. Hayden LOVES Sean. He can't wait until Sean gets home from school and sits with Sean while he finishes his homework, so the second he's done, they can play. I love that they are friends, but they are also co-conspirators in lots of misdeeds and get a real kick out of teasing me.
It's a regular occurrence for me to get in the car, and Sean and Hayden are sitting like little angels in the back, all buckled and ready to go. If I look closely, I can usually spot mischievous grins on their faces, as they wait for me to start the car. When I start the car, all the blinkers are on, and the windshield wipers are going full blast, and Sean and Hayden start laughing hysterically at their prank, like it wasn't the 27th time they've done it.
Last night I was practicing a song with a group of ladies for an upcoming ward social. From the piano I could see someone was placing stuffed animals all along the banister as if they were watching us. I thought it was cute that they were providing us an audience. When our rehearsal was done and I turned off all the lights and started coming upstairs, I heard giggling, and then a whispered, "1-2-3!" All of a sudden, it started raining stuffed animals all over me, and those boys just erupted into laughter.