Comic Relief

V's French teacher laughed as she told me he told her I was born outside of Paris. When I asked him about it, he said: I told her that when I was a baby.
Me: You said that to her today.
V: Some of the stuff that comes out of my mouth is fiction.

M looking at a gift F got me: Is that gold?
J: We're not rich!

V: Scientists never say no.

V: Can we move to the Hampas when Trump is president? I hear that is nice.
Me: Bahamas?


J: Can I bring a dog to the gym with me to go on the treadmill?

When I told M to sleep "estiradita" on her birthday so she could grow: Wait, does that work?

Kindergarten wrote a letter to Trump with their wishes.
A: Be nice to Harry Clinton and give her a job.
V: Be nice to nature and be a good man.

A: Can F be mine when I am older?
Me: He will be a big kid too.
A: Oh.

V looking at toys in a store window: Can Santa hear us?
Me: No.
V: Okay, mamá can I have.....?

V looking at A's compressed writing: She smothered all her sight words.

J: If you don't feel any love will you die?

V: You can get lost if you zigzag around the world.