Colter: I'm just growing horns.
(Conversation about carnivals going on at the dinner table.)
Colter: That's what Carmela has in her belly. There's a carnival in her belly.
Colter: (to me) I'll get taller and you'll get littler and then I'll babysit you.
Colter: (after sneezing several times in the yard) Sometimes I just put my snot right in the grass.
Colter: Horseradish mustard? That's what the horses put on their cheese sandwiches?
Colter: (watching a truck pull a tractor backwards) The truck is going forwards and the tractor is going backwards. They are going in both directions at once.
Me: Look, that's a picture of your baby cousin in Carmela's belly.
Colter: I think Carmela just ate my baby cousin.
Colter: (stops in his tracks while walking) I just ran out of walking.
Colter: Dear God, please keep my family safe and happy and healthy. Almonds.
Colter: (slapping his forehead with his hand) I am just cracking my head and I will be a pistachio!
Colter: Why are your toenails red?
Me: Because I painted them.
Colter: Why did you paint your toenails red?
Me: Because I wanted them to be pretty. Would you like me to paint your toenails?
Colter: No, my toenails are already pretty.
Our friend Mego: How old are you?
Colter: Old enough!
(While at the pharmacy)
Colter: Who is that man?
Me: He's the pharmacist.
Colter: A farmer?
Me: No, a pharmacist.
Colter: He has hair like a farmer.
(The pharmacist had dark hair and a beard like Popper, the #1 farmer in Colter's life.)
Colter: (building a pillow castle) Elliott, come in! We'll cover ourselves with pillows and live happily every after!
Colter: (looking at Elliott's belly) He just has another baby inside him.
(Colter has been using the word "love" a lot..."I love this pickle. I love this cartoon. I love this tractor.")
Me: Do you love Elliott?
Colter: A little bit.
Me: (tucking Colter in) I love you.