At supper one day:
Jackson: We saw the ugly thing at Lowe’s. It was scary. Do we like ugly things, Mama?
Me: Um… not if they’re scary.
Sitting down to read our Bible story book, Jackson was holding another story book.
Jackson: I’ll show you Noah.
Jackson: Noah’s not in here, Sweetie.
Jackson: Mommy, I’m a hebicoptah.
Me: Helicopters finish all their food.
Jackson: Hebicoptahs don’t have mouths!