“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.