On ice cream, by Hwendy.

"That ice cream is good. It's like eating Disneyland. Or a baby."

Dadster strikes again.

I texted my mother and father the other day, letting them know that I 'ravished' my sociology test.
Dadster responded with, "is that a good thing?"
The following conversation ensued.

Welcome to the World, Bean.

We would like to welcome to the world Nora Bean. Or as I have just decided to call her, simply Bean-- The newest member of the Paulukaiti Clan.

Bean bean bean.... Welcome Bean.

I'm sure once you start to talk, you'll be all over these quotes.

Smoocheh smoocheh.

Wisdom from the mouth of Momsicle

The following are a couple of text messages that were sent betwixt Momsicle and Errn in early 2011.

Errn: Will you settle a debate for me? You can't get pregnant from a hot tub, right?

Momsicle: No. Hot tubs can't have sex with you. Duh.

And on another day:

Errn: Mom, you dated a lot when you were younger, right? How do you choose between two guys?

Momsicle: Easy. One for Friday, one for Saturday.

Thanks, Mom.

Momsicle and Errn at Church in Utah

Momsicle: "I'm very impressed with the caliber of the young people here."

Errn: "We're caliber-TASTIC."

Dadster visits Utah.

Errn: Sweet parking spot. It appears the day is yours.

Dadster: "Las Dias es mia... For those of you who are 'bifocal.'"

Dadster: Wow. The mall is a happening Saturday night hotspot.

Errn: Let's play a game. Its called spot the couple. My turn-- I spy... 5 million!!!

My Roommate is Hilarious.

The following text message exchange occurred with my dear, dear roommate, Maren, whom I affectionately deemed MareBear.

MareBear: I'm pretty sure you're my second favorite person ever.

Errn: Only second? Bummer.

MareBear: Well, its hard to beat Hugh Jackman and his chest hair.