Six year old: Can I have a snack?
Me: Yeah, hold on a minute. I want to finish this before I lose my train of thought.
Six year old: Mom, the computer isn't going to run away.
Me: How do you know? I could've sworn I saw it's little feet moving.
Me: You can't just eat french fires, you have to eat meat too.
Four year old: That's my story, Four year old eats french fries.
Me: War games are not appropriate for six year olds.
Six year old: Does that include tug of war?
Four year old: (sees my pregnancy widget) HaHa, that baby looks funny!
Me: You like it?
Four year old: No! It has a tail!
Four year old: When I laugh, it makes me happy!