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V to me: I can read your mind. You love me super much.

While we were discussing man-made versus nature, V: Bras are woman-made.

V: Jesus is deaf right?
F: Who said that?
V:J!

V; I just wish I was an angel.
F: Why?
V: They don;t do much and they have bows and arrows.

V to F: When you are a grandpa, I will still recognize you, because you will still be bald.

A: Are radios still alive? Do they still exist?

V: A for president! (she has a t-shirt that says that:)

Me: That's a yarmulke. A kippa.
V: Keep what?


As we dragged ourselves with bags to the car, me: I should have brought the drycleaning!
V: You brought enough okay?

V to J: Your brain is made of pesto.
J to V: No, your brain is made of pesto.
V: I don't think so, we are not twins.

Me to A: Why are you screaming?
A: That's what my body does.

J on a mother who gave her 12-year-old a phone and an ipad and her 5-year-old a kindle and an ipad: She's so nice!
M: Or maybe she just wants them to shut up!