"I wish that was a dream, Mommy."

- Luke after falling off his scooter and scraping his knee

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"Captain D* in Peter Pan was playing a fun, cool sword game. Ching- ching!"

*Hook

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"Hey, Daddy! If you scratch your head, it will get bigger!"

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Luke {singing}: "Da doo deee! Deee da dooo! Ba ba baaa!"
Silas {looking at Luke and then at me}: "That makes me happy, Mommy."

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"We're Energy Boys!"

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We've always talked about shaving Zoe down for the long, hot summer. This year we finally did it. When they picked her up from the groomer the boys were thrown WAY off. For most of the day, they were completely convinced that we'd traded Zoe for a newer, svelter, and smaller dog. By the time I got to them, Luke had wised up -- but Silas remained unconvinced.

(For reference, here's Zoe in full-on Loreal mode from a few years ago.)

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"Daddy, I'm so tired I'm starving...I'm starving for tired. {then realizing how silly it sounds} You don't know what that means, do you?"

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After all the build up, it's finally here! You've been acting like such a 3-year-old before you ever turned three -- running, climbing, riding, playing, keeping up with kids much older than you. We are so proud of the sweet, enthusiastic, loving kid you are. You make our hearts melt! Happy birthday, sweetie! We love you!

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"I love everyone. Everyone in our state, everyone in New York City, everyone in Italy, everyone in Rome, everyone in California, everyone at the beach. Everyone on this planet!"

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Mommy {waving to a neighbor walking down the street}: "Hi!"
Luke: "Do you know her name?"
Mommy: "No."
Luke: "Then you shouldn't talk to her. She's a stranger!"

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