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The Quotable Gabe, Part 15

On tidiness: “My mess is ruined!” On things you learn walking behind the dog: “I don’t have that kind of butt like Maggie.” On pre-Legoland planning: “Can we go somewhere like Legoland after Legoland?” On the big questions one thinks about … Continue reading

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The Quotable Abigail, Part 64

On having the overarching idea of the Lord of the Rings explained to her: “Bag-gins! Bag-gins! Bag-gins!” On apparent compliments: “Daddy, you’re big and fat already.” On being told that she’d spelled “Solvang” incorrectly: “That’s okay. I’ll just write it … Continue reading

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The Quotable Gabe, Part 14

On things to say to your sister: “Are you my conscience?” On things to say to the road: “Are you my conscience, road?” On things to shout after slamming your open palms into a random store front: “My conscience!” On … Continue reading

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The Quotable Abigail, Part 63

On singing along with the radio from the back seat: “I was walking with a ghost. I say, hey, ghosts don’t exist.” On splashing in her bath: “That was embarrassingly fun!” On still remembering having her blood drawn, years earlier: “Getting … Continue reading

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The Quotable Gabe, Part 13

On dubious games: “Can I cut you for two more minutes?” On our refrigerator, apparently carbonite: “Open this up and let me show you Han Solo.” On the reason he’s standing next to me on a step stool: “I’m gonna … Continue reading

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The Quotable Abigail: Part 62

On her desire to spend more time with her grandparents: “I want to see them until they’re dead.” On collecting her fallen pencil and thus ending a mini-tantrum: “That’s not the only thing I’m crisising about.” On where her school … Continue reading

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The Quotable Gabe, Part 12

On my hat, apparently: “You’re Superman, Daddy! You’re a golf ball guy!” On the “Golden Wrench Auto” sign: “That says, ‘how do you bang the cars?’” On what he’s doing to the bed sheets: “I’m gonna tuck you out.” On … Continue reading

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