“Mommy, I love you more than one hundred thousand jelly beans.”
“Mommy, why do you put all that stuff on your face? It doesn’t really make much difference.” (I decided to take this as a compliment.)
“I think Mommy is the best girl. Better than all the other girls.”
When asked by the computer game he was playing (something Ruff Ruffman, I think) to Please Stand By: Jonah pushed his chair away from the desk, hopped off, and stood tall right in front of the computer. (I am not making this up.)
Me: Who did you play with today at school?
Me: What did you and Aidan play together?
Jonah: It’s not appropriate for adults.
“Mommy, how did G-d make the sky? Can he fly?”
Enjoying blackberries at breakfast:
“Everything I eat, my whole body gets in love with it.”
“Well, that’s what you get for sitting on my head without asking.”
To his brother this morning (of course):
“You are a liar! You are liaring!”
Slipping and sliding in the drained bathtub:
“Mommy! I’m having fun with friction!”
“Siri is very helpful, and she is a nice lady.”
While driving past a large, beautiful home in Chevy Chase:
“Mommy, is that where G-d lives?”
“Mom–you know what? I love you better than ice cream.”
“Thinking is like a question mark in your head.”
“It’s like germs is the bad guy and soap is the good guy.”
“How do we get out of the world, Mommy?”