After asking for a popcicle and being told no. Rachel: "You know, mom, some kids don't have popcicles. Since we do, we shouldn't let them go to waste."
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Passing through Bellevue on the 405, underneath all the bridges in the dark.
Rachel: "How come we live in a town instead of a city? I'd like to live in a city."
Me: "Me, too, kid. Me, too."
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A little while later.
Rachel: "Is this New York City?"
Me: "No, it's Renton."
Rachel: "It looks like New York City."
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Lori: "You know, usually we're both mature responsible parents, but then sometimes you do something and I'm like 'Really?'"
After I'd put a little cotton candy in Ben's mouth after the piece I'd handed him he let drop.
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