Zach: Mom, I think you mean L-I-C-K-I-N-G!
Zach - age 8
Z: Chels, do you want to go to jail? I'm going to be a police so I can put you in jail.
C: I don't want to go to jail.
Z: Then you better give me a lot of money so you don't have to go to jail.
C: But I don't have a lot of money!
Z: You better get some. Maybe steal it or something.
They become corrupt so young nowadays. ::sigh::
Z - 8
C - 5
Heading into Costco
C: can I get a smoothie?
Z: me too?
Me: I'll tell you what, lets play hunger games.
Z: what is that?
Me: I'll send you into the forest and only one of you comes out. Whoever comes out gets the smoothie.
Z: mom, are you sure that's appropriate?
C: do we have to walk to the woods?
Z - 8 years old
C - 5 years old