From the Mouths of Babes
In response to hearing Vivaldi's The Four Seasons, the baby announces, "Springtime!" Credit Disney's Little Einsteins.
A few minutes later the 10 year old, who lost a tooth during dinner last night at a birthday party, makes a contribution.
Son: I just lost a tooth.
Mom: (Pretty sure that this is some sleight of hand trick.) Was it a new one?
Son: Yeah. It was right next to the other one.
Mom: (Still disbelieving - The tooth fairy now leaves money and the tooth behind.) So you really just lost another tooth?
Son: Holding up bloody specimen. Yup.
With the child who is a few days shy of her 8th birthday and wants the family to go to the water park to celebrate.
Mom: It's going to be 96 degrees tomorrow and a holiday weekend. Maybe we could go to Knight's Action Park some other sunny day in the morning when it won't be really crowded.
Daughter: It's not my fault that I was born on a holiday weekend!
Mom: It's not my fault, either.
Daughter: Yes, it is! They were your eggs that got fertilized!
Earlier today (but thankfully not at dinner, as we had heard plenty already) with the child who is nearly 5:
Mom: Did you cut some of your hair yesterday?
Daughter: Smirk. Why do you ask?
Mom: When I was picking up the floor, I found a clump of hair right where you were sitting that looks like yours and you were carrying scissors around all day. Did you cut your hair yesterday?
Daughter: Silence.
Mom: Why did you cut your hair yesterday?
Daughter: I only cut the part that got in my eyes.
Note: I didn't notice that she had cut her hair, even after I found the clump.