Pointing to a photo of himself: "Here's me. The one with the curly hair. You know him..."
On the way to school one morning
Harry, *sadly: "Elle, there's something that my teacher doesn't believe me on."
Me: "What's that Harry?"
She doesn't believe me that God is just an idea. I tried to tell her, but she thinks god is REAL!"
Izzie, completely nonchalantly: "I think my fish is trying to kill himself..." as she slow nods her head a few times.
Harry: "You're quite thin and bony." pause "Though, I love you just the way you are.
Harry on our hike: "All explorers need a stick! Except Dora... because she always figured out the way. No need!" *shrug
Harry, showing me his clay creation: "Look it's Lucy! Can we cook her?" (Lucy is his kindergarten crush. He made a miniature version of her out of clay.)
Harry: "What type of ball do you use for baseball?"
Harry completely out of the blue: "I'm beginning to be a tall man!"
Harry: "Top tip! Always use the black apple slicer. Brand, EFC! Stands for 'After a while, Crocodile, sharp as can be!'"
Harry: "Well, I don't know. ....What did I say again?"
Izzie: "Harry, what year were you born?"
Harry, without skipping a beat: "Year of the cow."
Harry, as I'm reading him a goodnight story, grabs my arm and says: "Your arm is so thin!"
Me: "Your's is thinner. Go to sleep!"
5 mintes later, he shakes his head and mumbles to himself, "Just so thin..."
Harry, out of the blue: "I kind of like how no one rules the world. I really love that. The world just does what it wants."
Both kids keep asking if their next nanny can be a "he-nanny." Harry says: "It's just that we've had she-nanny, she-nanny, she-nanny, she-nanny. We're ready for a he-nanny!"