Jake giggles hysterically. His mom tells him not to be so silly. More giggling follows. Mom again suggests he settle down.
Jake: Hee-hee-hee...having an evil laugh--that's what life is all about!
Emmie is discussing her book.
Emmie: Do you know why Junie B. thinks she can get what she wants? Because she just always tells people she wants it. That's what I do.
Jake tells me he likes basketball. I say I do, too.
Jake: I don't think so. You're pretty old. The only things for you to do are read stories, take naps and drive.
Emmie finishes off her mom's Diet Coke regularly. When I took her to Wendy's and she wanted another drink, I told her she could have mine.
Emmie, suspiciously: What's in it?
Emmie: Not Diet Coke?
Oma: Just regular coke.
Emmie: I'm not allowed.
Later, she was discussing choosing the right with her mom.
Emmie: When people do evil (they seem to like the word evil) do they have to get baptized again?
Emmie, proudly: When Oma wanted me to drink her special drink, I said "No."