M:  I remember I used to be so sad on the way home from school everyday because I was thinking about what everyone else had.  Like they would say, I have an Xbox 360 and I do this...I just wanted to have what they did.  To be equally matched.

Me:  Do you still feel that way?

M:  No, I don't really care.  I just want to live up to my own legacy.

I think sometimes my dreams tell me about the future. Like not every moment is familiar but sometimes I have a moment and it's like, wait a minute I remember this.

M:  I wish Papa was here to calm you down.
Me:  What do you think he would say?
M:  I don't know, something wise and awesome.  He just knows so much!

M: Did you notice my hair?  

Me:  Oh yeah, it looks good, how did you get it like that? 

M:  Oh it's easy, I hand-crafted it.

The teachers have the time to really understand me and the other kids.   They don't just judge you by the first day, they stick around and find out.  They could think you are a bad listener, but then they could find out you're actually a good listener.

Micah:  I didn't want to tell you I was grinding my teeth because I thought you wouldn't like it.

Me: Well, it's not like you do it on purpose.

Micah:  Actually, I do sometimes.  My teeth are just dying to touch each other.

Remember when I thought three was pronounced "free?"  I was so convinced it was free that in kindergarten I said to Ixx, "I just ate free taquitos."  And he said, "What are free taquitos?" And I said, "Free!" (holding up three fingers).  And he said you mean three.  And I said no free! ...