family dinner....

while the dinner was still being prepared and we were all hanging around the kitchen waiting anxiously this was the highlight of the pre-dinner conversation.

mom: "what can i use to thicken this gravy?"
dad:"add some corn starch."
nolle: "don't you put corn starch on your butt if it's itchy?"
family: busting up.
mom: "well i guess it would absorb some of the moisture."
everyone: ...so gross...yuck...
nolle: "i swear someone told me that once."
moral of the story: maybe nolle has something going on with her butt that we didn't know about...

everyone who's had a real thanksgiving knows what cranberry sauce looks like....how it keeps the shape of the can so nicely...a big, maroon, wiggly blob. well, while dishing up i had one of my quincy moments of the day...
me: dishing up cranberry sauce to go with my stuffing and turkey.
quincy: watching me with a completely somber expression on her face "i don't think that worm is very happy.
me: "what?!"
quincy: "you know that worm in that bowl...you just started slicing his skin off like that..."
hahahaha.
later on in dinner she told us he had three eyes but we ate them.

the next quincy moment of the day:
note: storey got upset and left the dinner table right as everyone was sitting down to eat.
quincy: "i hope big dude comes for dinner tonight."
me/nolle: "who the heck is big dude?"
quincy: "big dude is so cool. my best friend.."blah blah blah she keeps going on and on about big dude without ever explaining who he is.
me/nolle/aubree: mumble mumble...who could she be talking about?...kylan...?
storey: walks in the room
quincy: jumping up and down on her chair/freaking out."big dude!!!!!"
me/nolle: busting up.
note: for any of you who know little storey, you will know why this is so funny.
dad: "yeah...that's what she calls her...."


other dinner quotes of the day:

mom: "i hope all of you make time in your schedules for our;' come to Jesus' meeting tonight..."
quincy/storey: "Jesus is coming tonight?!"
dad: making one of his crazy faces "yeah he's coming to our house tonight!...."
nolle: "is that what catholic people are doing when they go in those little boxes...coming to Jesus?"
me: "they're confessing their sins to the preists...but yeah it's like they're confessing to Jesus because that's really who they're repenting to."
mom: "yeah sometimes i think that would be easier...going inside a curtained box instead of looking your bishop in the eye... 'then he stuck his hands in my pants...' so embarrassing..."
family: "ugh! stop...too far...you didn't need to say that...."

dad: "man i love cranberry sauce so much i could eat it like jello!"
nolle/me: "that's just gross..."
quincy: "poor worm...."

hahahaha.
oh how i love my family. :)