Amalia: (jabbering on at dinner) At at my restaurant, we have a pasta special. It has every kind of pasta on the Earth in it! Including ravioli. (pauses) What's with the oli?!
Bryson: What are our bodies made of?
Amalia: Syllables?
Bryson: (smiling) What? No, not quite, honey. They're made up of atoms.
Baylor: (analyzing a song from Pink Floyd's The Wall) "We don't need no education"? That's a double negative.
(At dinner ...)
Amalia: You know? Milk is one of my favorite foods now!
Me: You know what, Mollie? Milk is one of my favorite drinks, too.
Amalia: Ooh, and water, too! I love water!
Me: I like water, too, but it's not always my favorite.
Amalia: (very confused) Why is it not always your favorite?
Me: Well, sometimes it is really good, but sometimes it can have a funky taste. Ooh, but a nice cold glass of good-tasting water on a warm summer day? Now that's awesome.
Amalia: Yeah, and you don't want to drink boiling water. Now, THAT would be bad.
Me: (VERY confused) Boiling water?
Amalia: Yeah, boiling water. You know? Remember when Grandma drank that bad-tasting boiling water when we went out with her?
Me: (realizing she meant carbonated water) Ah, yes, I do. (smiling)
Amalia: Yeah, and she said we could taste it, and Baylor wouldn't , but I did and then I spit it out. And it got ... on one ... of my French fries.
