My niece L (age 2) makes a guest appearance:

Me: Look at those pretty pink flowers!
L: Yes, because I'm a girl.

S, staring at a TV on mute: Um, we can't hear that, right?

S: (While putting together a puzzle of US States and holding Mississippi): This is C's favorite place because it has the best Indian food.

Me: How did you get that cut on your ankle?
C: Well, sometimes dirt is spikey.

(After all the lights turned off in the car)
C: (knocks his light-up sneakers together): Don't worry, I've got lights!

S: "I just puked a little bit."
Mom: "Where?"
S: "I put it back in."

C: "you just scared me outta the crap."

S: (playing play-dough) : "Grandma, all I can make are little turds."

C: "Christmas and winter are attached."