"I don't need to hear about your penis."
"But I like my penis!" (Convo between the Tyrant and the Man, laying together on the couch. The Tyrant was wrapped in a beach towel after getting out of the pool.)
"Mom, you may think this is crazy, but one time at the campground I kissed C. in a tree."
"In a tree?"
"Yes. Like in the song." (Convo between me and the Boy, about a wee romance blooming between him and my best friend's daughter)
"Mom, I just always miss you when you go by yourself and I always love you." (The Tyrant, explaining why he MUST be allowed to accompany me to the grocery store.)