Brody: Daddy, where do strawberries come from? Me: They come from a little plant. Do you know where apples come from? Brody: No… tell me. Me: Apples come from trees. Big trees and the apples hang off of the branches. Brody: And, and, and…. milk comes from cows… from out of their butts.

Melanie was at the local Target recently, picking up a prescription… when Brody grabbed a box of tampons off of the shelf. The box had a picture of a girl running. Brody: Look mom! Let’s get this! Pleeeeeease! It helps you run! Look! Melanie:  ………

Brody: Daddy, it’s getting dark outside. Daddy: Yup, Mr. Sun is going to bed now. He’s had a long day being up in the sky, and he wants to go to sleep in his bed. Brody: Noooo, he doesn’t have a bed, he just has a cloud. Daddy: Ooooh, that must be really soft. Brody: [...]

Brody: Daddy, when you talk, I can hear you… and when you don’t talk I can’t hear you.

Brody: Cookers cook shrimp and we eat them in our mouths and they say “Hey… who’s eating us?”