“Maybe it’s because you keep farting and the noise is scaring it away?”

– Brody (explaining to me why the neighbor’s cat ran away from us)

“Beer”

– Brody (naming a ‘food or drink that is brown in color’ in the game Outburst)

Brody: Let’s play the rhyming game
Mom: OK, you go first.
Brody: goat / oat
Me: straw / paw
Mom: money / honey
Brody: grass / ass
Mom: *snort* *giggle*
Me: Yes, those are technically rhyming words.

Brody: Mom… is tomorrow “love you” day?

Mel: (helping get the toilet ready) Here you go.
Brody: OK, you better walk away… I’m gonna be naked.