Said

The Boy, upon receiving a pop (that's soda to most people): POP! I get pop for Football Sunday. Football Sunday is great. Football Sunday is LOVELY!

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The Boy: Momma, I'm awesome.

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The Boy, putting on his football helmet: Hike! Hike!
The Lad: Hi! (he runs into The Boy's room and runs back out with the Ironman mask on to tackle his brother) Hi! Hi!

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The Lad, upon seeing the husband get the laptop in the morning: Hi-ights! Hi-ights! Ball hi-ights!
(Translation: Highlights! Baseball highlights!)

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The husband: What are you going to do while I'm away this weekend?
Me: I don't know. Maybe the children's museum, maybe Target to make The Boy happy. We'll go grocery shopping to make The Lad happy -- free cookie. Survive.

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Waitress at Olive Garden, where we have to go every year for the husband's birthday: Cheese?
The Lad, before anyone else can talk: CHEESE!
The husband: I'm pretty sure he wishes that were an option in all places in his life. Would you like cheese with that?
The Lad: CHEESE! CHEESE!