Life As We Know It: Family Home Evening

Tony-isms

Tony: (discussing what they learned at church on Easter Sunday) Mom, at Easter, Jesus died on the crosswalk. You can call it a cross if you want, but I'm calling it a crosswalk.
Tony: (while eating canned mandarin oranges) Can you please leave me alone for a minute? I've got a lot of slurping to do here.
I wasn't home the other night to tuck Tony P. in to bed, and the next morning I told him I had missed our tuck in. Convinced I was wrong, he spent about 5 minutes trying to convince me that I was actually there. When he finally realized that I had, in fact, not tucked him in, he said, "Wow. I can't believe I was wrong!" Guess who's never wrong at our house?
Tony's primary teacher: If you sit on this egg (made out of paper) for all of sharing time, it will hatch and a prize will come out. Tony: That egg is made out of paper, so nothing is going to hatch out of it. Primary teacher: It's a magic egg - you can use your imagination. Tony: I know it's not magic. It's made of paper.
Tony: (Sobbing because everyone has gone to bed & he has no one to cuddle) "I don't want to sleep with my stuffed animal, because he doesn't cuddle right. I want to cuddle with an actual human."
Tony: Mom, I need a baby sister because everyone else has one. Me: If you have a baby sister, then you wouldn't get to cuddle me quite so much. Tony: Actually, I'm allergic to babies.
"Mom, I learned a new song. It goes "I Am A Child Of God" (sung to the tune of "Nuttin' for Christmas")