Conversations with Kid Logic

Sanna, riding in the car: Why do my straps have to be tight?
Brooke: Because if we're in a car crash, you need to stay in your seat, and you might fall out if your straps aren't tight.
S: Why?
Em: Your seat is the safest place for you, and your straps keep you in it.
S: So I don't break my head open?
E: Or worse.
S: What's worse than break my head open?
E, sharing a glance with Brooke: Your head falls off.

Silence from the back seat for 15+ seconds.

S: Oh! Like I break my NECK!

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S, eating her second-chance dinner with Brooke: When I'm growed up, I'm going to have five babies.
B: Oh, yeah?
S: Yeah, and I'm going to live in our old house in Chicago. Not our new house. Our old one.
B: Is anyone going to live there with you? Is anyone going to help you take care of the babies?
E, from the next room: Five babies is a lot of work!
S: Yes, Karl is. And Quidditch and Muggle.

Pause.

S: And you and Meli, I guess.
E: That's a lot of people in that very little apartment in the city.
S: My babies will be verrrrry small because I don't have any sperm to grow them.