Isaac: Mom, that girl is fat. Mom: Isaac, that's not nice. Isaac: Okay, then I shall call her "jolly."
Isaac: (pointing to the hole in his sock) This hole is too big for any one kid.
Mom: Does anyone know what a multitude is? Isaac: Yes, it's where you have lots and lots of mold.
Mom, isn't Dad sick? (yes...) Then why are you hugging that sick man?
I think I'd vote for Sarah and John.
Is heaven more funner than a playground?
I know that a female is a girl, but which one is the boy? A Fee? Or a male?
That globe is the most interactive-ist globe ever!
Is that slick or what?
Hey, Mom, are you guys having a little conversation?
Mom, do I have an interactive brain?
HANNAH-ISMS!
You said five words and I had to SHUSH you!
The best way to serve yourself is to get yourself a drink.
"We learned about honesty in Primary today." (I said - that's a good thing for you to learn.) "Yeah, I'm a little liar."
Look, my necklace broke. But my teacher fixed it. Yeah, it'll do.
Heaven's a really beautiful place, so I've heard.
Mom, is that funny enough to be an "ism?"
No Laura, that's not what "lucky" means. "Lucky" is like when you have a cupcake, and dad doesn't have one, mom doesn't have one, Isaac doesn't have one, I don't have one, or Stephen doesn't have one. That's what being lucky is all about.
Mom, this is the Whiney Professor. And he's poisonous.
This is the Vance Rock of Liberty!
LAURA-ISMS!
Mom, I can't believe why your daughter is afraid. (Which daughter?) Me.
Isaac's not wonderful, he's handsome!
Mom, are you a child of God? (I answer yes.) But - you're the mother of me!
No touchee.
Gideon? With a "ghee?"
Laura: I can't wait for my birthday! I can't I can't! Mom: Well, then don't. Laura: Well, I just don't know how to not wait. Mom: Laughing. Laura: There's two kinds of waits. The kind that you exercise with, and the kind you wait for.
I'm not afraid of goats. Or mountains.
Mom, I'm sorry to tell you that you are going to die soon. Because you're old.
Dad, I love Jesus more than you.
"Grandma, my mother's husband is sick."
I'm not cute - I'm a pretty pretty princess!
You look looooooooovely...
I'M SERIOUS!!!
I have some good news and some bad news. The bad news is that our house is on fire. The good news is that I'm kidding.
Mom, could you make me more dinner? Like eggs, and sausages, and piano benches...
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Poor Mike! I'm so sorry about all of this. I hope he gets feeling better.
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