Conversations

Matthew was teasing that we should get rid of the TV when Hyrum made the following statement:

H: But what will we do for Family Night activity?!?

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Mom: Hey boys, what should I get for my birthday?
A: A Christmas tree! A really little one, for Mercy!

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The following interaction is a perfect example of Hyrum's (sometimes selective) obsession with rules and Abraham's always amusing ability to circumvent them.

H: Abraham, there is never a reason to hit!
A: I wasn't hitting you. I was punching you.

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A: Mama, animals are supposed to be my friend, but this friend is dead.

He then opened his hand to reveal a squished bug.

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H: When I'm a dad, I won't yell at my kids. When I'm angry I'll just put them in a cage.

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The conversation that ensued after Matthew reminded the boys not to go out the front door because he had recently painted the porch.

H: But what if somebody comes to the front door?
Dad: I put a sign up that says wet paint.
H: But what if somebody came in the middle of the night and changed the sign to say dry paint?

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Matthew was playing house with the boys and was doing a great job being the kid, asking for candy and ice cream and complaining that he was hungry. Abraham came into the kitchen where I was cleaning up and said:

A: I'm the Dad. What's for dinner?