Me: That's just the way God made her.
Mylie: God did not give her red hair. She dyed it. That's just the way God does it sometimes.
Mylie: Dad, do you see that Congratulations up there? That's when mom was Congratulated. (pointing to my diploma, from when I graduated from college)
Noah: What's that smell?
Noah: Yuck, it's making me seasick.
He is such a ham.