Owen, upon being read a story by a babysitter: "Tell you what...why don't you stop reading it, and let me read it. Because I will read it with better expression."
(The babysitter later confirmed that Owen was correct.)
Felix, upon being told that it was time to leave Nama and Papa's house. "I don't want to go! I will not be a nice guy! I will make bad choices! I will poop in my pants MANY TIMES!"
Owen, coming downstairs well past his bedtime: "Is one of you named Roy Smith? I think you should know that a certain Felix Smith is out of his bed and playing in the sink."
James, upon being told that we were going to swap out his Wheelock for an easier Latin curriculum: "Oh."
When asked if he was sad about this decision: "No."
More to come soon...by the miracles of digital recording I was able to play in Easter morning services at 5 different churches yesterday. That was great, but we are all recovering today...
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