// Josie, completely deadpan, after sniffing a can of Sierra Mist left on the counter:
Smells like your airport wine.
(at this point we had not been in an airport in over a year and I don't drink wine at the airport ever or at home more than once a month??)
// Peering out of the car window at the bagel place where they planned to stop for breakfast, she said with absolute world-weariness and exasperation: Oh GOD, there's a line.
// Josie's friend has the curliest, cutest hair that Josie said she straightened a while ago. When her name came up recently I asked Josie about her hair: is it still straight? -- No, she replied. She curlied it back.
// Josie to Luke: Some of your songs make me sad. They might be happy for you but they're sad for me.
// The tooth fairy brought Josie a Harry Potter fan magazine which unfortunately contained a bunch of spoilers for girls that have only finished two of the books. Luke introduced them to the term "spoiler". Later in the day she was telling me about a library book they read at school and told me, regarding the plot, "DO NOT SPOIL THE BEANS!" and "DO NOT SPIT OUT THE BEANS."
// Josie appeared at 4:45 am at my bedside.
Josie: when a cow has a dead calf, does it still do milk?
[They've learned a lot from watching Dr. Pol on NatGeo].
// Josie, opening the sliding door to better hear an owl hooting and also hearing the buzz of insects: [pausing] Can you hear the nightness?
// Regarding her Brazilian classmate: She speaks Pork-a-jeez.
// Both girls have learned about figurative language and we went through a few week period in which no conversation wasn't punctuated with the exclamation: THAT'S AN IDIOM! when they heard, well, an idiom.