the boy: “Daddy, look what i made in camp! I made it in arts and craps.”

the girl: “Jhoanne (our nanny), your legs look just like Savtas (my mother in law)!” – pointing to her vericose veins. oy.

the girl, again (remember, she’s 4): “Mommy, is that what you are wearing to brunch?” me: “Yes, is that okay with you?” “You can do whatever you want. I wouldn’t wear that!”

my goodness…my kids are cute!