Mom: “We don’t talk about Ruby now. She is dead to us.” Kid I babysat: “Did you know drinking cold hot chocolate gives you freckles?” Caelan: “Do you know what I dreamed about?” *I guess “Jerry. My lizard. But he died.” *I ask ‘How did he die?’ “Starvation. I loved him. But I kept forgetting to feed him...” Ethan: “My definition of camping is a time you can experience being poor.” Caelan: “If you burp indoors, the ghost of George Washington will haunt you.” Tizzy and I jumped on grandma’s tramp yesterday and my mom came out to take pictures of us both bounding up to the sky. Tizzy looked at one where I was super blurry and said “This one is perfect! I’m not blurry at all!” Hahahaha. She’s the most adorable narcissist. Tizzy: “Golda! Who do you think is better at rollerblading? Me, or my imaginary friend?” *Rollerblades across the floor