that's what he said

B: Mom, Dad put shaving cream in my oatmeal. It is DELICIOUS.
A: I think you mean whipping cream.

*****
M: (after listening to a long and not entirely coherent description of Phineas & Ferb) Are you pulling my leg?
B: (without missing a beat) No, but I can suck your toe all the way to Mexico.

*****
A: GROSS (while watching a show about a confectioner dipping bugs in chocolate).
B: That's not gross, it's awesome. Cuz they make bugs TASTE GOOD!

*****
B: Mom, I love your cooking.

*****
(After I called him a nickname that, while endearing to me, was not impressive enough for him)
R: Let's just stick with 'Your Majesty.'
A: 'Stick with?'
R: Start with.

*****
R: Blake, was it embarrassing to have your mom be the Royal Reader?
B: Nope! Not at all!

The Royal Reader gets to wear a crown and cape and reads while holding a scepter, which is then used to call on children at the end.

Rob found out about the costume and begged me to beg Mrs. Strand to take photos of this.

I read Polkabats and Octopus Slacks by Calef Brown to much giggling.

Blake seemed to really enjoy having me there, and it was a ton of fun, though I have a renewed respect for kindergarten teachers. They get to teach these kids all about how to behave in school - some of the kids have never been in such a structured environment - and it is like herding cats while blindfolded and drunk. And the cats are drunk too (these ones had just had chocolate milk). GO TEACHERS!