This is the age of verbal truths. I want to document these conversations to remember later (and to entertain you now).
Me (just getting home from work): Zara, can I have a hug?
Zara: No. Daddy will be home soon to give you a hug.
Me: Can I please have a big hug?
Zara: No, I don't like that flower shirt you are wearing.
Me: Zara, do you hear the garage door opening? Do you want to go stand by the door to surprise Daddy?
Zara: No, else he will hit me with door when he walks in.
Lexi: Daddy is a lion, Mommy is a hippo and me and Zara are monkeys.
Me: [sets the cookie down]