You both of you have beautiful eyes and your hair is too long. I mean, I don’t care how long it gets in the back, but keep your bangs cut, OK, it’s too long.
Just keep it short, alright?
Look, I’m sorry about this but I can’t help it, and I can’t talk to you for too long or I’ll get real upset. I want you to make a lot of friends. And I want you to be real nice to the girls ’cause they’re gonna be real important to you, I swear.
Ted, give me a kiss, come on. Tommy, you be sweet. Be sweet. And stop tryin’ to pretend like you hate me. I mean, it’s silly.
I know you like me. I know it. For the last year or two, you’ve been pretending like you hate me. I love you very much. I love you as much as I love anybody, as much as I love myself. And in a few years when I haven’t been around to be on your tail about something or irritating you, you could… remember that time that I bought you the baseball glove when you thought we were too broke. You know? Or when I read you those stories? Or when I let you goof off instead of mowing the lawn? Lots of things like that. And you’re gonna realize that you love me. And maybe you’re gonna feel badly, because you never told me. But don’t – I know that you love me. So don’t ever do that to yourself, all right?
Momma, that’s the first time I stopped hugging first. I like that.
You don’t know how lucky you are, you know. Everybody wants to go to Des Moines. People come from all over the world just to get one look at Des Moines before they die.
OK, you’re allowed to say one mean thing to me a year. That’ll do until you’re 10.
I grew up with it my whole life. You can take it for a couple of minutes.
Some people say Des Moines is the best city in Iowa.
No, forget it, I’m not gonna make you feel better, I’m too mad.
