guess where she heard that one?

H: Mommy, I'm very proud of you for eating your whole lunch!"

just in case I forgot

S: Did someone have gas?

J: Nope. Not me.

H: Mommy, I had gas. Don't worry. It was not you.

S: Thanks, Hunts.

back seat driver

Huntleigh: Daddy, what's the deal with your driving?

here's the deal, mommy.

Hunts: Mommy, you can obey me, okay?

it's the official response, i suppose

Hunts: Mommy, I will poop and then I will say "Holy cow!", okay?

it's an Olympic year

Huntleigh: We can go home and then we can watch Michael Phelps!

oh my goodness, child...

Huntleigh emphatically exclaiming upon looking down into the toilet after she had just done her morning business (with no prompting from me, whatsoever): "Holy cow!"

Needless to say, much laughter ensued upon my part.

ontological truth

Hunts: Daddy, you're the daddy and I'm the Huntee.

don't we know it...

Yia Yia: I love you, Huntleigh.
H: I love me.

Sarah: Huntleigh, will you please forgive me?
H: Yes, I will please forgive you.