One day after Christmas, and Meredith says she knows what she wants for her birthday.  (Which is in July)  I asked her what it was.  She said, "I need a pocketknife."

On the way home, Meredith said, "When we get home, we're gonna' have a spell-off. My word is eight, and your word is supercalafragalisticexpialadocious."

On the way home, the radio DJ said, "Here's a song for all you sophisticated ladies out there." Meredith said, "Mama, are you certificated?" I said yep, I'm certified.

Meredith to her Dad: "Mama thinks because she's the oldest that she knows everything."

Daddy asked Meredith if she was gonna help him in the garden this summer. She said, "Depends. Does it involve 65 hours of weed-pulling?" He told her she'd never pulled a weed in her life. Then she said, "Well, are you gonna relax and make me do all the work, or are we both gonna relax and let someone else do all the work?"

I was telling Meredith about President Reagan and what a great President he was. She said, "Why was he so great? What did he let y'all do?"

Leaving El Mazatlan, Derrick stopped to get gas. (We had driven separately). Instead of going on home, I pulled in behind him. Meredith asked me why I followed Daddy. I told her because I loved him. She said, "Tell the truth!"