Here is the latest batch of quotes from from my wife J-, 2-year-old daughter M-, and 4-year-old son D-:
M- (after sneezing): Bazoontight!
D- (when asked his favorite sport): Ummm... running around in circles.
M- (beaming, after being told she's a big girl): And you're a big daddy!
J-'s physical therapist (while J- was on her stomach doing "gluteal clenches"): Very good! You're doing much better with those-- you look like you're getting a really good squeeze there!
M- (after glimpsing a single raisin I earlier submerged in her cereal, with a tone, pitch, and volume not unlike a new Publishers Clearinghouse winner): Ooh-a-raaaisinnn!!!*
* I can't publish a quote like this without acknowledging the existence of the greatest source of raisin-related child enthusiasm, Steve at The Sneeze's gifts of raisins to his son on Christmas for the past three years.