Brendan: “Calm down, Lily. Lets take a deep breath. *sigh* And look, it’ll be okay! Lets go get some bananas”

B: “Lets race buckling our carseats, mom.”
Mom: “Okay! Go!” *mom wins*
B: *crying* “Moooooom, You can’t beat me! That’s so mean and it’s dangerous, someone could get really very hurt when you do that.”

Brendan’s Letter to santa: Deer Santa, This year for Krismas I wud lik a hungre hungre hungre hipos, a farm, and 3 motorcikls. I have ben very gud this yer. Love, Brendan.