L: Mom, that lady should have gotten her drivers' license.
M: I don't think they give those to crazy people.
L: Is that why you don't have one?
L: Can I live there? What's it called?
L: Yeah London. Wait, dogs can talk in London?
M: Only the smart ones.
L: I can tell you're lying, because then EVERYONE would live there.
H: Pess Pay! Pess Pay!
L: Mom, he needs you to press play.
M: I know, I understood him.
L: You know lots of languages.
M: Just the important ones.
L: Like Pirate?
(While eating French Toast)
L: This tastes like sugar.
H: NO! (in reference to the milk I was pouring, not in reference to her statement)
L: It's okay Harrison, we can eat it because it's dinner, so it doesn't count.
L: Harrison would make a good dog.
M: Or a hyena.
L: Mom. *sigh* That's the same as a dog, only for lions.
L: Did you know George Washington was our first president?
M: Did you know he had wooden teeth?
L: Did you know he was president for eight years?
M: Did you know he was a Freemason?
L: Did you know he was born in February?
M: Did you know he wore a wig?
L: You win.