G: Hi, I’m back from the wedding!
Me: Oh, that’s nice. Whose wedding was it?
G: Mine, actually.
Me: Oh really? Who did you get married to?
G: Oh, I just married myself.
(With arm stuck down the side of the couch)
Help! The couch is eating my arm!! Somebody call the police!
A typical exchange between Gav and Daddy when Gavin is “fixing” something with his tools:
G: Thank you, I need the measuring tape! I’m going to measure it.
C: Where do we need to make the cut? We want it to be about four inches.
G: I’ll do the cut with my saw. There. And then I drilled it.
C: Which tool do you need? I’ll put the screwdriver in your pocket.
G: I think it’s not going to last. But I’m going to make sure. (Climbs ladder to “fix” something.) It’s not the right length again.
C: Okay, we better cut it again.
G: Okay! (Climbs down the ladder again and “cuts” the wood with his saw.)