Month: October 2012

Nice Lady:  “I need a sheet of stamps:”
Nice Clerk: “Which kind?”
Nice Lady: “Oh, I guess I want to get Breast Cancer.”
Richard [cracks up]

For young people. Stamps are small stickers you put on an envelope and someone will deliver the actual physical item to a distant location. Stamps have pictures on them, and these change and have themes. This months theme is “Breast Cancer Awareness.”

Isaac [saying grace]: “Please keep the babies safer than us, but also keep us kind of safe too.”

Richard: “What’s the Cub Scout motto?”

Isaac [dramatically]: “I REGRET NOTHING!!!!!”

Isaac [moderating a dispute]: “Richard is right because he is youngest and most mad.” 

Paige: “Write your last name also.”
Isaac [whining]: “Noooo, I don’t want to!”
Richard: “You have to know how to spell your last name.  What if you get arrested?  If you can’t spell your last name for the police, we won’t be able to find you and get you out of jail.”
Isaac: “Okay. Fine. R – O . . .”

Isaac:  “I wonder if this portal is working yet?”  [Runs full speed into wall].  “Nope, still broken.”

Joe:  “Maybe you aren’t doing it right.  Let me try.”  [Runs full speed into wall].   “Oh, you were right.  It’s still broken.”

Isaac: “What’s your favorite color?”
Ben: “Pink”
Isaac: “Oh Ben.  You’re so silly!   I gotta tell all my friends at school about this!”

Isaac [putting on his coat]: “Uh oh. I lost a glove.”
Richard: “Damn it Isaac!  You can’t lose a glove everyday! Winter is just starting.”
Isaac: “Don’t say that!   ‘Damn It’ is a bad word!”
Richard: “Okay, you’re right.  I’m sorry.   But you still can’t keep losing gloves!!”
Isaac  [feeling put upon]:  “Don’t say that either!”

[Carl is our lifesize plastic skeleton]

Isaac [on the way to school]:  “You know what we should do?  We should put some old clothes on Carl and lean him up against the house like he is standing there.  That would look cool, and the neighbors would really like it.”

Richard: “I know what we are going to do today, Ferb.”

Isaac [to Richard at dinner]:  “Isn’t it weird that we are best-friends and also a Dad and son?”

Richard: [pretends he has something in his eye]