Mom- Keagan has new shoes, are they cool or what?!
Liam- Cool or what?
Mom- Yeah, cool or what?
Liam- Oh, they are cool AND what. Both the same.
*after he polished off his daily 2 egg breakfast*
Mom- Were those eggs good or what?
Liam- Hmmm, what.
*in the bath*
Liam- Dad, there's a hair situation in my bathtub.
Mom- Hey Liam, what do you know about unicorns?
Liam- They're glowing. *whispers* They glow. * fake giggles*
Wait, what was I doing?
*all dressed for school*
Liam- Hi Coopie. Look how handsome I am.
There's popcorn stuck on my hiccup!
I need to sit criss-cross applesauce, not criss-cross yogurt.
Every time he goes potty, he makes sure to alert everyone he is going, runs in, slams the lid up, then yells:
That was close!
Mom- do you need a Kleenex?
Liam- *sniffs* No. Look. It goes back in.
*snuggling before bed*
Let's hold hands so we don't lose each other..... Cause I love you more than Cheetos.
I burned an entire pan of cookies. Dave brought the burned black sugar cookie pan out to the kids to be funny and yelled:
Dave- Look, Mom made cookies!
Liam- (screaming) CHOCOLATE!
*In the car*
Liam- Mom! I see a legendary bug in here!
Hey Dad, my tummy says I need to eat hot fudge.
Mom- Want to go out for lunch?
Mom- Which restaurant do you want to go to?
Liam- Hmmmm, probably the one that has food.
Dad- *moaning and groaning because his back hurts*
Liam- Dad, you're really......
Dad- Don't say old.
Liam- Oh!……..Yeah…….You're really....handsome.
Sitting on Dad's lap:
Liam- *leans back and crosses his legs* Ahhhh, this is the life.
I'm going potty. Liam barges in. "Mom, what did you eat? Caramel? It smells like it."
Liam- Who is this?
Liam- No it isn't
Mom- Yes it is. Look at the bat on his shirt
Liam- Oh. Yeah. I thought it was a hunka-doke.
Grace- Can we have ice cream?
Liam- Grace. It's not gunna happen.
Liam: Can I have some chocolate milk?
Mom: Yep. Give me a few minutes and I'll get you some.
Liam: Ok. The kitchen is right over there Mom. And you can bring it to me in my room.
And a bowl of pepperoni.
Singing Frozen: Let it go, let it go. Can't hold it back anymore. Let it go. Let it go. Turn away and slam the door. In my faaaace. In my fullllll face.
Dad, can you get me a car for my bath? Preferably one that floats.
Quizzing Liam on cold weather safety:
Mom- What would you do if you got locked outside in really cold weather and you couldn't get back in?
Liam- Hmmmm, a fire?
Mom- You would build a fire?
Mom- I think we need to work on that one.