Wife: Here, (sticking the price tag on our daughter's cheek) you are five dollars.
Daughter: No I'm not! I'm one hundred dollars!
Wife: Do you want another bite?
Daughter: No, I am out of gas.
(Tuning into the last couple minutes of Wheel of Fortune
Daughter: Ooh! Can we be on that game show?
Me: Of course!
Daughter: (In a slightly sad voice)... but I don't know how to read.
(Trying to get my daughter to hurry up, I told her that I was winning at the task at hand.)
Daughter: Daddy, the one who loses in the winner.
(Saying our good nights before bed.)
Daughter: I love you Daddy, I love you Mama and I love me!