Bug: Dad, would you ever want to go to jail.
Me: Uhmmm, no! Why would I want that?
Bug: Well, I will be lonely then.
Me: Why are you planning on going to jail?
Bug: Sometimes it’s really hard not to be bad. I just need to know I won’t be lonely in jail.
Me: 😒🤣
Dad: What food should we bring camping?
Bug: Cake!
Dad: We wouldn’t have a stove you can’t cook a cake without a stove.
Bug: We could just bring one of those house trailer things then that sounds more fun.
Bug: …or maybe we could just build a house up there.
Dad: Bug, what’s a female chicken called?
Bug: I am not sure. Are those the ones that get all of the letters mailed.
Bug: I want to be a hotdog flipper one day.
Dad: …
*Nate bursts into the bathroom while I was in their*
Nate: Sorry dude!
Bug: I can control the system!
I came out of the bathroom from getting ready this morning to find Nate on the counter eating peanut butter with a spatula and raisins.
Mom: Dude, what are you doing?
Nate: Dude, I eating!
Bug: Mommy, can I turn on the air conditioner? I’m melting.
Dad: *singing*
Nate: …stop…
Dad: Nate, No! We don’t store our pizza in eggs!
