Is that so?Brooke: Stop jumping on the couch!
Miles: Mom, Griffin isn't jumping. He's dropping.
With sympathyMiles: Mom, what does "d-y-d" spell?
Brooke: It doesn't spell anything, Miles.
Miles: (shaking his head) Its ok, Mom. I'll ask Dad.
Love that memoryMiles: (out of the blue) Mom, do you really have eyes in the back of your head?
A child-like perspective (and good reminder)Brooke: Man, it is gross and rainy out!
Noah: Mom, I see the rain. I don't see anything gross.
Oh, brotherMiles: Mom, I'd like a huge mirror in my room.
Brooke: Why?
Miles: So that I can look at myself!
They weren't that bad! :)
Noah: Mom, your legs are so hairy that you have hair on top of your hair!
Using his SAT wordsMiles: Mom, we're going to have to "turn nocturnal" so that we can finish this puzzle!
(We were trying to finish up a 500 piece puzzle)Amp-it up, MomBrooke: Noah, do you want to go to Discovery Place today?!
Noah: Mom, please ask me if I want to go to Disney World today.
A little theology while snacking (& music to my ears)Noah:
......and God died.
Will (our neighbor): God didn't die. He was always there.
Noah: Right! Jesus died. Then He went to heaven.
Miles: AND, if we want to go to heaven, we just have to believe in Him.