GMan from the backseat:
“Who needs to calm down sweetie?” I ask.
“My tummy is being frustrating and I’m telling it to calm down!”
Apparently a good tummy scolding is much more effective than Pepto.
JBelle to her father:
“I want Clinton to win…wait, no I want Obama to win!”
“Why’s that?” he asks.
“Because I want to be the first girl president!”
You go girl!