Elizabeth, cutting paper with scissors today:

"Scissors are dangerous." "Scissors are dangerous." "Scissors are dangerous."

(Accompanied by the sounds of a cat meowing loudly in protest...)

Daddy: Elizabeth, leave that cat alone now!

Elizabeth: I caaaaaaaaan't!!!!!

Update on the fish... they all survived! I don't know how. Dumbledore even seems to have gotten bigger. Ginny and Ron are happy with their new rocks. We're all still puzzled why they're still alive, but grateful!

Hannah, as we were teasing her about something:

STOP TORTURATING ME!!!

Dining in a Chinese buffet restaurant with my family and in-laws, my niece Jessica asked Hope if she needed a spoon.

"AHEM, I have one already!" Hope replied.

(She vocalized the a-hem like a word; it was hysterical.)

Mom: Noah, I'm going to buy some clippers so I can cut your hair.

Noah: NO! Don't BALD me!!!!!

Oy. Elizabeth dumped an entire jumbo-value-sized bottle of tropical fish flakes into our 10-gallon aquarium today.

I have never seen such orange water.

It took us an hour to empty and clean the tank and its parts, but I would be very surprised if Dumbledore and company survive the trauma.

So the kids are currently doing their Friday chores. (We don't have school on Fridays, so this is the day when we catch up around the house). They are cleaning the bathroom. I just overheard this exchange when Hannah returned to the bathroom after emptying the trash:

Noah: Hannah, guess what I did while you were gone? I fell in the litter box on my head.

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Thankfully, they had just emptied and washed the litterbox and replaced the litter. LOL!