Me: You’re going to smash potato chips if you carry your bag like that.
Austin: Potato chips are more resilient than you think. As long as they’re unopened, none of them are smashed. It’s not till they’re opened that some of them are broken. Like Schrödinger ‘s cat. They are both broken and whole until you remove them from the bag.
While watching Muppet’s Christmas Carol, after Scrooge becomes generous, Austin: If this happened today, he’d be diagnosed with dementia.
Me, holding half a dozen lids and takeout containers: I just cleaned out this cupboard. How do we have so many lids that don’t fit these containers?
Austin: Like us, they grow and change.
Austin: *Listing Christmas chores* I need to start wrapping stuff.
Me: I can wrap for you.
Austin: But can you rhyme for me?
Me: Have I told you today that I love you?
Austin: Yes.
Me: Oh. Never mind. I don’t want to overdo it.
