E asks: why does the ice cream store spell its name with an alien for the second letter? (Taken with instagram)
Mama, these bricks are called wibble-wobble bricks.
Mama, those birds are vertebrates.
“Honey, she asked you not to look. Please give her the same privacy you would want.”
What do you want me to do? I can’t put my eyes in prison!
E: Why is it called ‘drop off?’ I mean, you don’t drop your kid off the car…you take them inside! You don’t drop them OFF!
L: Yeah! But if it *is* ‘drop off’, why is it ‘pick up?’ Shouldn’t it be ‘pick on?’
E: It can’t be ‘pick on’ because that means teasing. So maybe it shouldn’t be ‘drop off.’
L: So if it’s ‘pick up’ then maybe it’s ‘drop down!’
E: No, that’s a menu on a computer.
L: You can get noodles on the computer?
Sometimes I worry that we’re not real, and we’re all just characters in someone else’s dream.
Well, we don’t need to be good for goodness’ sake, because we celebrate Chanukah.
I just can’t eat them. They go down my spine too much.
NOT NICE, MAMA!
I cannot WAIT to get my face on that ice cream!
