Brinley on Christmas Eve: “Let’s get ready for Santa. It’s Christmas, yo!”
Brin and Micah are playing in the bath. He pretends to bite Brin’s toes, then Brin suggests he bite his own toes. When she asks how it feels, he says, “It feels… happy!”
Brinley asks, “Micah, would you like to take a train ride?” Without missing a beat, Micah replies, “No, Micah take chocolate milk ride.”
Brinley on the day’s endless possibilities: “I have so much plans planned for today!”
Brinley: “Look at this room! I’m organizing!!!”
Mommy: “That looks great!”
Brinley: “What does organizing mean?”
Brinley: “How many years have I been alive?”
Daddy: “Five and a half.”
Brinley, completely shocked: “But that’s how old I am!”
The kids are squabbling over some toys.
“Hey!” Sarah says to Brin. “He shared his skulls with you. You can share your rats with him.”
Brinley is talking about her new group of friends at school.
“We need a name for our team. Hmm…”
She thinks for a second.
“We’ll be the Power Bolts, and we’ll fight bad guys together. We need to find a good day for that. I think Tuesday.”
The insoles on Brinley’s shoes keep bugging her while we’re walking. Finally fed up, she says, “These things keep bunching up without asking!”
Asking the real questions, Brinley says, “Is this the real world, or is someone else just dreaming of this?”
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