On future planning:
Allie: "If you become president, do you have to drive yourself to Washington, DC or do they send a limo or something to pick you up?"
On road rage:
Allie: "Oh, great. Now there's a motorcycle. When is this going to end?"
On what I should have figured out before I was 29:
Allie: "I would never marry a rock star."
Me: "Why not?"
Allie: "I'd never get to see him. He'd be so busy performing. And then those people would always be knocking on our door."
Allie: "I asked Grammy why those people always wearing those "cool" skull and crossbones and she told me that they were trying to look cool."
Me: "Do you want me to get you a shirt with a skull and crossbones on it?"
Emily: "No! Then my friends will think I'm scary."
Me: "Don't you want to go and see the baby?"
Allie: (fake crying) "No. He always gives me a dirty look."
Me: (laughing) "What do you mean?"
Allie: "When I talk to him, he looks at me like I'm crazy."
Me: "Well. . . ."
Allie: "My second best friend is Elmo."
Anna: "He can't be your best friend."
Anna: "First of all, he's a boy. Second, he's a stuffed animal."
On career choices:
Allie: "Emily doesn't want to work at Wendy's because of the uniforms."
Allie: "I don't want to be a Tax Return Person."
Me: "Why not?"
Allie: "I don't even know what you do at that place. What do you do? Send out bills or something?"
Me: "Well, not really. We put numbers on forms."
Allie: "That sounds boring."
Allie: "When I grow up and marry someone can we get a dog?"
Me: "Sure. You can do whatever you want."
Allie: "Okay. I don't want to get a little one or a big one. I want to get a one that's a teenager."