Bug: You just can’t understand Nate sometimes.
Bug: It’s because he is Irish.
Bug: You just can’t understand Nate sometimes.
Bug: It’s because he is Irish.
Mom: Take that off your head. We do not play with food.
Nate: I cannot take it off it is my green headband.
After calling us in because she thought she threw up. Sitting up on her top bunk.
Bug: Just put the bucket on the floor and I’ll aim for it next time.
While taking a shower.
Bug: I must touch the water again! I need it!
Nate: Help, I have been crushed.
Nate: I cannot just hear you.
Dad: What? Why?
Nate: The nights are to loud!
Dad: Nate, come here. What is going on?
Nate: The nights, they are too loud.
Dad: Is it a ringing noise in your ears?
Nate: No! It’s the nights. They keep just marching!
Dad: Oh! Knights?!?!? Like with swords?
Nate: No, they don’t have swords. Just a castle.
Bug: Barbecue sauce really gets Nate’s wheels going huh?
Radio: “We will qualify people all week and then put them all in a jar. At the end of the week we will shake it up and pick out a winner”
Bug: That’s a weird contest.
Nate: Where do they get a big enough container for all the people?
Mom: You can make a bowl of spaghetti.
Dad: I don’t think that would hold soup very well.
Nate to Jenna
Nate: There’s marshmallows inside you.