Silas: "I'm sorry."
Mommy: "That's okay, Silas. I know you weren't trying to be mean. But it's still nice of you to say you're sorry."
Silas: "But I'm Silas!"

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"Hey. look! That man is fishing on that horse!"

- Luke pointing to a man with a horse whip

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"Is this katamari going to eat the world?"

- Luke panicking as Daddy rolled his first snowball

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Luke {pointing to Mt Paran Church}: "Do you remember that I went to high school there?"
Mommy: "Do you mean Sunday School?"
Silas: "He means 'High School Musical'."

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"Hey, look! It's a half-moon! The sun and the moon are mixed together!"

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"When Anna comes into school, Mrs. Kiesler says, 'Hi, Annaboo!' cause I think that's her middle name."

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"Everyone's somewhere!"

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"Mommy, maybe when you grow up to be as big as Daddy, you can go to work and Daddy can stay home with us!"

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For the last year or so, the boys have held tight to a morning formality. I load up my pockets, put on my badge, and give everyone a hug and kiss goodbye. Right after -- not before! must do this in order! -- they each get to pull my yo-yo-like badge out until it stops, and then let it ziiiiiip back into place. Whee!

So for Christmas, I decided to make them their own work badges:

They like having their own IDs, but what I didn't expect was how seriously they would take their chosen professions. Luke talks about this unsourced "they" who he has apparently been conscripted to work for, "They gave me my badge, and I'm going into space when I turn ten." Silas is also positive that he's bound for firefighting at some point, "I'm going to the firehouse to drive the fire truck." We'll see if their predetermined professions stick, but never has the question "what do you want to be when you grow up?" been met with such emphatic certainty.

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Luke: "Silas, didn't you want to bring your coloring?"
Silas: "No, Luke. I'm full of coloring."

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"I'm so tired about New Year's!"

- Luke after the "festivities"

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Silas: "Where are we going?"
Mommy: "We're going to church. We haven't been there in a few weeks."
Daddy: "We're going to worship Jesus."
Silas: "And have snacks!"

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Silas {talking about the cars in the movie "Cars"}: "How do they talk?"
Daddy: "It's pretend. It's just a cartoon."
Silas {still thinking}: "...oh, because they have mouths."

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"Hey, Mommy, can you tell Daddy to wake us up in the morning so we can have Pop-Tarts?"

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"Do you live here?"

Luke was talking to our regular check-out lady at Publix (Suna, if you frequent the Sandy Plains Publix) who we saw grocery shopping on her lunch break.

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Luke: "Zoe! Don't get my food!"
Mommy: "Zoe won't get it. She never gets food off the table. She's a good girl."
Luke: "She always obeys. That's because she's 6...and a dog."

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Luke: "Mommy, Silas needs you to wipe him off."
Mommy: "Did you try??"
Luke: "Yes, but I can't wipe little boys' bottoms off. Only mommies can wipe all little boys bottoms. And daddies."

Thank God for daddies, too.

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Luke {spying the tree}: " Oh, no! Where did all the ornaments go?"
Mommy: "I took them down since it's not Christmas anymore."
Luke: "PLEASE put them back up, Mommy! Please, please!"

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"I think I want to be friends with that girl over there..."

- Luke after playing with a girl in the pediatrician's waiting room

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Mommy {playing with one of those ball maze thingys}: "Wow, this is hard."
Silas: "Yes, it is hard. Even I can't do it."

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Silas: "Mommy, can I play my game, please?"
Mommy: "Umm..."
Silas: "Say 'Sure!', Mommy!"

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"I'm hungry for fudge, Mommy."

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