M: Daddy, you get on the bed – I take blood out of you
arm. Then I put some new blood in
you. Here’s a band aid, and some
medicine.
M: Once upon a time, Ketta and Livie were walking through
the forest. There were no sisters or
brothers or mamas. Monsters came toward
Ketta and Livie, but some kitties came and scratched the monsters and scared
them away. They stayed with Ketta and
Livie, because it was turning night, and that’s when the ferocious wild beasts
come out.
T: Please don’t get on the furniture, Greta!
M: You can’t talk to me while I’m doing this! I do my hat trick every day! If
you talk to me one more time I’ll hit you out of this house, and you’ll have to
find another house! . . . I do it once at a time, then I get down and do my hat
trick, OK?
M: [to Gwennie] Let’s play little micies! I’ll be baby
possum, and you be mama possum. Squeak
squeak!
M:Can you fpin me in this blanket?
T: I don’t think that’s possible.
M: You can! You can! You have big hands!
M: [to Casper] You can’t apologize to me! Give it back! I
refuse your apology! I’m still angry! [twenty seconds later] I’m sorry,
Gwennie. I didn’t mean to break your magnet.
M: That’s my angry song, Mama . . . Let it go! I’m never
going back . . . the past is in the past!