Posting Stuff Before I Forget

It's 9:15 at night, and Hannah wanders out of her room, fully dressed. After a few minutes, I try to convince her to go back to bed.

Me: I know you want to stay up, but you need your sleep for camp tomorrow. You know how busy it is in Camp Shamayim.

HH: It's not really so busy in Keshes. That's mostly for the older bunks.

Me: I'm sure it's plenty busy even for Keshes.

HH: Not really. It's just a little crazy. And crowded.

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She also shared this, on Father's Day:

HH: Aba, there's a surprise for you in the back of the car! And I'm not telling what it is except it's blue and it's candy!

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Later on, after tiring of seeing me get all the attention, she declared thus:

HH: It's Hannah Day!

Me: Wow, that sounds like a fun day!

HH: It's the best day! Because it's all about me!

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(This one happened a while ago.)

Malachi: (pointing out the window) Quack quack quack! Quack quack quack!

Me: (looking out the window) No, that's not a duck. That's a cat. Cat.

(He thinks for a moment.)

Malachi: Mooooooo.