e: what's for dinner, mom? ....and it better not involve chicken!

m: Ella, so you want sauce on your noodles?

e: NO WAY! Sauce makes me sneeze in the night

g: I like to poop.

e: Shyla must be sniffing my shirt because it came straight from the North Pole.
j: And you think she smells the reindeers?
e: Yes, it smells like reindeers and Santa.