There are lives I can imagine without children but none of them have the same laughter & noise.

This used to be a mean monster until he got sick one winter with the flu & stayed in bed & watched too much Little House on the Prairie & now the littlest thing & he starts to cry.

You're the strangest person I ever met, she said & I said you too & we decided we'd know each other a long time.

If you were smart, you'd probably spend more time stretching, he said & I said, If I were really smart, I'd probably spend more time just sitting in the shade drinking lemonade.

What I'm mostly good at is sleeping, he once told me in confidence, but he added, I don't see much future in it.

I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand & the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep & there are no words for that.