*Vicbowin: It's 4 oz (said like awz) right?
Ralexwin laughing: Yeah.
Vicbowin: Awz is short for ounces.
*Vicbowin: The weather said stranded clouds. You know the ones that wander around not sure where to go.
*Albowin: Mom-whats that white thing up there?
Me: Umm, a cloud.
Albowin: My tummy feels like a roasted duck.
The What If's:
*Vicbowin: Would you rather die from drowning or from burning to death.
Vicbowin: Would you rather have your feet burnt off by the cement or be poked by pine needles?
Me: Poked by pine needles!
Vicbowin: Until your dead?
Me: Will you stop it!
*Albowin: What would it be like if baseball bats were made out of wood?
Vicbowin: What if baseballs were made out of metal!?
Then There's The Mischievite:
*Mischievite: 1-2-3-4 you grounded!
* To his Sunday teacher: Me mommy has a big bum!