"No, poop is NOT something we can talk about at the table."-Mom
"Can I have a mirror in my room so I can see my booty when I dance naked?" -G
"Mom, I have poop crumbs in my bed."-G
"I know some kids...they're not the brightest bunch." -F
"Get your hands out of your pants! Again."-Mom
"I wish I had the power of mind control--but I would only use my power for good." -G
"Yes, you have to wear clothes to the dinner table." -Mom
"Mom, G sat on my head!" -S
"No it's not a firecracker, it's a penis!" -Mom
Somehow, as indignant am, I still end up with the quotable one liners. Sometimes I think surrender would be easier.