“We have to get a new dobnor for this!” “..what? What do we need?” “A new dobnor!” He means doorknob. Also, he got a new brushteeth the other day and threw the old brushteeth away.

“How’s your orange?” “I put it in my mouth and ump it.”

Dash was saying that there was something he wasn’t going to do. His word for that is “willn’t.” “I willn’t eat that cookie.” for example. I mean, really, when you consider all the other contractions we use on a daily basis, “won’t” makes no sense at all.

Dash came downstairs while I was making myself some breakfast. There’s a giant bag of mini eggs on the counter and upon spying them he said “Are the mini eggs open?” “Yes, but you can’t have any right now.” “Why?” “It’s breakfast time. Mini eggs are a treat, not breakfast.” Thinking he’d...