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V’s been really into Frozen in recent months, and wants to be Elsa and shoot her ice powers everywhere all the time.

Between being married to a teacher and being the parent of a 4- and a 1-year-old, sometimes I think I am forever doomed to be picking up writing and coloring implements, like Sisyphus cursed to an eternity working a minimum-wage job at OfficeMax.

V: “We have 20 o’clock until the dinosaur egg hatches!”

V: “The oceans are going away.

V: “It smells like a cup of coffee growing on a vine out here.”

V: “I’m not a tough cookie; I’m a tough four-year-old!”

When I posted this photo from several years back to Glass today, V saw it and asked, “Is that Moana 2?”

Every night: V: “I want ‘Raindrops on Roses and Whiskers on Kittens’, and then ‘Goat Herd’, and then ‘Sound of Music’ where the naaanny sings, and then Moana 2 music.”

In a rickshaw with traffic zipping and horns blaring all around us V: “Why is India so loud?”

S: “V, did you just squish your brother again?”

V, after running into the back of my foot: “Ow!

V: “I was getting sweaty.”

“I call him little tiny cute monster ’cause he steals remotes.”

V: “This bike has safety measures!”

(Discussing chocolate coins from the scavenger hunt at her brother’s birthday party.)

(After tripping and putting her hand in some very green bird poop) V: “I landed in some bird broccoli.”

I renamed the Roomba recently because V has been on a Moana kick and it seemed appropriate.

V: “I’m a wayfinder!”

M: “So when are you going to be hungry?”

V: “Are you making a castle?”

S: “I called it [lasagna] ‘basanya’ too when I was her age.”

We’ve been making plans to go back to the US for the kids’ preschool years at least, to get them in English preschools and spend some time closer to the other side of the family.

V: “Are you gonna take your purse?”

V, tucking herself into a pile of duvets and blankets under the Christmas tree: “This is where I sleep now.”

“We’re waiting outside the store if you can’t keep your mouth off the Christmas decorations.”

S: “Put the dinosaurs back in the bin.”

“Mommy, I just can’t wait for Daddy time when you go to your meeting!”

V: “This helicopter doesn’t fly.”

S: “Do I need to start taking things away?”

M: “How much do you love your little brother?”

“I told Siri not to play the bad guy song.

V: “No, don’t shower.”

“I think the dinosaurs were eating ice cream and then it ran out, and that’s how they died.”

“It’s sticking to my neck because I’m so sweaty.

Running in circles around the restaurant: 🎵 “I’m almost a grown-up lion!”

“I wonder if God was being silly putting salt in the water.”

“If I have a pet mosquito, it will probably want to bite my bum.

S (to V): “You’re very sweaty” M: “I know, she’s melting.”

(After counting to twelve) “Do flowers come after twelve?”

“The name of my dance is ‘T-Rex eats eggs.’”

I called V to come put toppings on her pizza.

“I’m too full.

(V points to the floor at the fork she just dropped.)

“That dog woofs a lot.

V: “I peed in my green dress.

S: “Why are you eating your toe?”

V: “A cat hissed at me today.”

S: “V, you really should go potty so you don’t have an accident.”

(Holding her Spider-Man doll) “Spider-Man has baby bad guys in his tummy.”