we need better batteries

mid-baseball game as he is getting his glove on to go to the outfield after crossing home base.

me: good running out there, did you have your blasters on??
nolan: sorry mom, my blasters ran out of batteries. the only way to recharge them is with some water. you got some??

if you work hard enough, you can be whatever you want to be

when i grow up, can i be a teacher, and a drummer, AND a ninja?

as he is bouncing on my mom's stomach.
Nana: Nolan please be careful- Nana's a bit more delicate than she used to be.
Nolan: Why?! Because they took part of your brain out?
hahahaha you must know my multiple brain tumor mom to understand-

Grandma was asking about a cute little girl at church that Nolan likes to play with
grandma: is she your girlfriend? she has long pretty hair, doesn't she?
nolan: yes she does. she is a girl. sometimes i am allergic to girls.
grandma: what happens when you're allergic?
nolan: i sneeze.

dork ;)

humble

he always likes to tell me to say something after he asks me a question. as in "say 'sounds good nolan' after i ask you to go to the mall"

today we were driving and he says:
"mom, i'm going to tell you to turn here and you say good idea dude"
"turn here mom"
me (so obliging): "good idea dude"
nolan: "thanks- i AM pretty awesome"

luckily i knew he was kidding about the fire

as i'm bent over the tub washing my hair, i hear aila crying and nolan hollering.

me (yelling over the sound of the water): what is happening? please stop! (cause i know he is probably doing something that is making her cry)
nolan: sorry! there was a fire and i had to get her out very fast!
me: well okay but why is she crying?
nolan: duh mom- because there is a fire in my house.