Out of the Mouths of My Boys

Will awoke in the middle of the night and stated, "I don't feel good."
"What hurts?" I asked.
"Nothing hurts, but I think my throat is having a nervous breakdown."


"Okay, Quinn! When we get to the fire, you run out and tell everyone there is a fire. I will rescue all of the animals and put them into cages."
"What is the baby's job?" inquired Quinn.
"The baby is going to blow out the fire."


"Mom, can we get some card games for our trip to Pittsburgh?"
"Well, you could take UNO or Go Fish!"
"No, I mean like real cards. Can we get get a Poker game?"


"I think that piece goes right there."
"Yes, Quinnie, you are right. You are a smart boy, Quinn!"
"Thank you, Will."