Jessa: "Mom, you should have grandma and grandpa come take care of Quinton during the night."
Mom: "Why?"
Jessa: "Because you and dad are grumpy in the morning."
Mom: "Hahahah. So true."
Mom: "Do you love Baby Quinton?"
Kellan: "Yes! Dad needs a bunch of babies. I need a bunch of Quintons."
Kellan: "Look mom! Its Peter Pants."
Mom: "Oh yeah, it is Peter Pan."
Kellan: "No, Peter Pants."
Mom: "Kellan here is your burrito"
Kellan: "I don't want it. It has leaves on it. We don't eat leaves." a.k.a. lettuce
Mom: "Mikey have you been playing with Jessa's light?"
Mikey: "No."
Mom: "You need to tell me the truth ok."
Mikey: "Probably not."
Aunt Andrea: "I need a baby just like baby Quinton. He is so cute."
Kellan: "You can have one. Go to Erk Donalds, a.k.a McDonalads."
(When getting Quinton we stayed at the Ronald McDonald House, so Kellan thinks that is where babies come from.)
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