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Luke {pointing to the hot pepper on my plate}: "Mommy, you didn't eat that!"
Mommy: "I know. I have a cold, and I can't taste anything yet. And I really like hot peppers, so I want to wait until I can taste it. Do you want it?"
Luke: "I don't think I want it...I'm not embarassed about that."
"When my tongue itches, my teeth rub it."
"I'm going to draw a square. Here's one side...and then another...and another...and one more. Hey! I drawed something different! I drawed a couch!"
"I can't wait until Skinny Day...I mean...Thanksgiving Day."
"Excuse me. I love you, dear. I want to go to American Adventures and a circus."
Mommy: "Luke, you're going to take a nap, and when you get up, you and Daddy are going on a special trip."
Luke: "To space?"
Mommy: "No."
Luke: "To Atlanta?"
Mommy: "Yes."
"Uh-oh. That's a big job for a superhero!"
- Luke after his basket of cars dumped over
"My nose smells like dog food."
To continue the joke theme...
Luke: "I have a joke."
Daddy: "Okay, let's hear it."
Luke: "We eat plates."
Luke: "But Mommy, the thing that I tell you is the thing that I told you."
Mommy: "You seem to have some circular reasoning."
Luke: "That's a funny joke, Mommy."
Luke: "I see a switch in Daddy's office."
Mommy: "Yes, I brought my computer down here."
Luke: "And your chair?"
Mommy: "Yes!"
Luke: "That's going to be fun for you."
Mommy {to Silas}: "Okay, my dear. Let's take off your shoes."
Luke {smiling}: "He's not a deer!"
Mommy: "He's not? What is he?"
Luke: "He's Mr. Teague."
Mommy: "Would you like your muffin warmed up?"
Luke: "What are the options?"
"Hey Mommy, sometimes Zoe's food smells delicious."
Mommy (to Daddy): "Somebody needs some S-L-E-E-P."
Luke: "Me?"
- It appears that Luke has inherited his "are you talking about me?" complex from his mother, regardless of whether he knows what's being talked about. But he was right about this one. He did need sleep.
Luke: "Now, we have to be careful we don't go in their space."
Mommy: "Okay, why?"
Luke: "Because they're children. We don't want to crash into them and wreck them."
- Luke explaining how to carefully park our big trucks next to the little matchbox cars
Mommy: "'With God, all things are possible.' That's a good Bible verse."
Luke: "'Jesus made me, and I'm special.'"
Mommy: "Oh! That's good! Where did you learn that? At school or at church?"
Luke: "A birthday card. It also said 'What are you doing there?'"
Luke: "The other Luke was in my class, but he was not my age."
Mommy: "How old was he?"
Luke: "28 months. I mean 5 months. ...I'm bigger."
"I enjoy being here."
- Luke to our neighbors who were watching him at their house. He had just been offered a root beer and was watching TV on their couch.