overheard

my boy: Do you see the moon, mom? It’s awesome! No, actually, I would say it’s *freakin’* awesome!

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{Driving; 5 minutes away from the house}
littlest girlie: Mommy, where’s my blankie?
Me: It’s at home, waiting for you.
littlest girlie: No! It’s crying! We need to turn around.

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#1, #2 & #3: {having a conversation about poop and calling each other names with “poop” in them, etc}
Jake: okay, that’s enough, you guys.
#2: Yeah, it’s ina-POOP-riate!
#3: …okay, poopy-head.