Amalia: (handing me her bowl of applesauce) Help me eat this, please.
Me: (handing it back to her) No, you can do this, Mollie.
Bryson: Mollie, you know how to eat applesauce. And, you know, the best part about applesauce is that, since you eat it with a spoon, as soon as you dip it in it basically scoops up a bite for you. Try it!
Amalia: (puts her spoon into the applesauce and automatically gets a bite) Yay!
Amalia: (does it again) Thank you, spoon!
(After dinner last night ...)
Baylor: Daddy, can you find a ball for me?
Bryson: Baylor, where are you going to throw it?
Baylor: I need to score in my goal behind the futon.
Bryson: Baylor, what is the futon near?
Baylor: The window.
Bryson: That's right. And are we supposed to throw balls at the windows?
Baylor: No. (pauses) So can you get me a ball?
(While listening to the Barenaked Ladies' "If I Had a $1,000,000" at breakfast ...)
Baylor: This makes me think of the Death Star.
Me: (smiling and completely off-guard) Yeah? Why is that?
Baylor: Because that is how much money I would need to buy the Death Star.