Me: Crystal, don’t bite your Bible. It’s disrespectful.
Crystal, 7-year-old niece: Well, only sometimes. Like, what if God tells me to bite it?
Me: Oh, come on.
Crystal: Oh, you come on, Paulina.
Me: Hey! You can’t call me Paulina [unless prefaced by some honorific].
Crystal: I can call you Paulina! … Or Steve.
7 months ago
Me: You should like [the gospel music]. I’ve sent you some stuff before.
Steph: I bet I don’t. I’ve never loved anything you sent me.
1 year ago
Rosalind, my 3-year-old niece: I went to Popo’s [婆婆, or grandma’s] house.
What Rosalind seemed to have said: I went to Popo how.
What my dad heard, and responded with: Purple heart? Wow, that’s nice of you to help your friend … your wounded friend.
1 year ago