ralph:

hey now!  you're a rock star.  get your game on.  get flay.  hey now!  you're a rock star.  get the goes on, go play.  all their glitters is gone.  only shooting stars are the bozone.

dad?  remember when we were on the trolley with will?  the driver hases some teeth that are coming out really goodly and also they're brown!

new bunk beds

i have nothing to add...

jobs

ralph: mom?  when i grow up i want to be a measurer! ...and mom?  will says that trash-picker-uppers are a bad job because he says they're not even a job.
mom: you tell will that a trash-picker-upper IS a job and one with great benefits!
ralph: with what?
mom: great benefits.
ralph: oooooooh... benefits.  and mom?  what ARE benefits?
mom: ask miss erin.
:)

btw... ralph went with me to the friendship club parish luncheon today and WON THE DOOR PRIZE!  he got to take home a shamrock (an actual plant) which he promptly showed to fr. bruce... twice.  he was SO PROUD!!!  big boy makes my heart swell!

friday night outing

dad took the kids to see a basketball exhibit at the nelson-atkins friday with the weidlers.

ralph: dad? why do they have so many NAKED people, and so many DEAD people here?

ralph: mom!  do you know what they had the useum?
mom: (didn't even hear what it was because i was so happy he still says 'useum.')