MacBeth

Geary was watching a DVD of MacBeth today and kept sending Noah away so he wouldn't see the murders and such.

Geary: You need to go play in your room!
Noah: Why? I wanna be wis you!
Jeana: Daddy doesn't want you learning to say stuff like "Forsooth!"
Noah: For soup?

Insurance is of God

Praise the Lord! You know that $2,698.55 medical bill I was freaking out about? Well I called my insurance company to see if they had received a claim for it. They said YES and that they had just sent me a check for $1,862! The $800 balance is still a large amount, but MUCH easier to swallow than $2,000. God is good!

Because Trucks are People, too

Noah: Mom, you know my Grandpa.
Jeana: Yeah...
Noah: He's your daddy.
Jeana: That's right!
Noah: I know sumpting else about Grandpa.
Jeana: Really? What?
Noah: He loves you and me and Granny and Uncle Jared and Daddy and his yellow truck.