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Tuesday, November 12, 2013

From his mouth

M: I love my son.
H: I'm not a son. I'm Henry.

After Keith used the leaf-blower to clean the gutters -
H: Thanks for doing that! It is very loud. It sounds like a tugboat.

At the dinner table -
K: Please eat.
H: As you wish, Dad.

M: You're my little ninja.
H: I'm not a ninja. I'm just a boy.
M: But you're a ninja at Mighty Dragons, right?
H: Right.

K: Did you sing with Miss Rebecca at school today?
M: No, that's next week. Today they read A Turkey for Thanksgiving.
K: Henry, are you going to eat some turkey for Thanksgiving?
H: No.
M: What are you going to eat?
H: Uh, a cereal bar.

Keith pointed to an American flag in a book and explained to Henry the flag means we're in America.
H: No. We're in Chapel Hill.

Upon seeing me standing on the cabinet to reach the top bookshelf -
H: Wow, you're so tall. You're like Goliath!

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