She daydreamed about me running in my school's 1-mile fun run

Not my future Olympic running feats, just my first fun run. ~Harrison (6 years old)

She got a new job

Seems like good news to us, but... ~Hiatt (4 years old) and Sutton (2 years old)

I set the table

As I usually do... ~Hewitt (4 years old)

I told my sister that I love her

My older sister was rude to me, so I smiled, walked towards her, tried to hug and kiss her, and said, "Tula, I love you no matter what." ~Pixie (4 years old)

I told my brother to apologize / I apologized

I told my little brother, "You need to apologize or else your heart will feel sick" (not in a spiteful "I'm-your-big-brother-so-apologize-to-me" way but more an "I'm-your-big-brother-and-I'm-just-telling-you-something-I've-learned" way). ~Harrison (6 years old) I apologized. ~Hewitt (4 years old)

We got excited when our little brother used the potty

We yelled "Mom! We need a jellybean!! Hurry!!!" when our little brother went poo in the potty one night before bathtime. And then the three of us (naked...) waited for her at the top of the stairs, celebrating "our" accomplishment. ~Harrison (6 years old) and Hewitt (4 years old)

I asked for a cookie

Sure, it was the 10th time I had asked "My try this? My eat this?" but I genuinely believed that this time she would answer differently. And perhaps some of her watery eyes were from the this-is-the-definition-of-insanity feeling she had. Don't feel bad for me, though -- I had already had one cookie at that point and sweet-talked two more out of her before the end of the day. ~Heath (2 years old) (aka "Little My")