Grace: I'm the favorite...say it or I kick you in the head!!Claire: Fine...I'm the favorite...
Claire: Um...why is your leg on my back?Grace: mmmmhsgsdgghjnbsdgsdhg wehsdfhsdhwegweClaire: Grace, how many times do I have to tell you, if you don't take your hand out of your mouth, no one can understand you.
Claire: I told you it wouldn't work...Grace: Dang it...if you hadn't moved I'd be half way to the cookie jar by now!
Gracie: I love my new leg rest. Its awesome.Claire: You should get your leg off me, stop relaxing and start working on rolling over. Your slipping behind and we are a highly achieving family.
Gracie: This is my favorite foot stool.Claire: Wait 'til your favorite foot stool gets teeth...
Claire: Grace, won't you help me organize my cups. I want Primary colors first. Don't be so apathetic and lazy. We have to practice for our Ivy League future.Grace: Screw it. I'm settling for Nebraska...at least I'll be part of the Big 10.