Grace, when I told her to bring a sweatshirt: I'd actually prefer to bring a blanket, Mommy.
Jonathan, loudly, in a discussion on shaving: I can guarantee you that if I grow whiskers someday, I'll cut them off immediately!
And Benjamin, whose vocabulary continues to explode and bring joy to my heart: Last week he couldn't say "thank you" yet, but he could say "thanks," so we encouraged him to say that. He came up with this phrase on his own when he learned to say "thank you:" Thank you. Actually, thanks. (And it sounded more like, "Sinkyoo. Ackshee, sanks." I'll take it!)
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