Talking about his new Paintball Guy Lego on the way home from school.
Me: Does he have a happy or sad face?
Owen: Ummmm. He has a get ready face. He’s getting ready to paintball someone.
There was a bird chirping quite consistently.
Owen: Mom, you hear that?
Me: What is it?
Owen: A bird alert!
Coming downstairs in the morning:
Owen: Oh Katie…I have a guest for you!
Me: A guest?
Owen: A DOOOOG! Here’s MAGGIE!
Watching Owen give Katie a hug and kiss while playing: I have to go away tomorrow. I’ll miss you.
Trying fish sticks:
Owen: I like it! It tastes like…a French fry!
Me: Great! Do you want another one?
Owen: No thank you.
Me: Will you finish that one, please?
Owen: I only like the insides.
Me: The insides?
Owen: Yes.
Me: Well you can peel off the outsides if you want.
Owen: No, I like the outsides.
Me: :/