Height Awareness

I'm standing on my tip-toes to reach something in the kitchen cabinet.

Rocco: You're getting tea on your toes. You're a tea-toe-taller. A tee-totaller!

Gastronomy Report

Eating from Foster's Freeze and examining the paper bag that came with it...

Me, pointing to a cartoon of a boy: Look, it's "Little Foster."
Rocco: So...you might say he's a foster child [laughs hysterically].

Blended Fun

Rocco makes new words from...everything.

"Fake pork. Fork."

"Model and actress. Mattress."

"Blessing and a curse. Blurse."

Doors

Our dog's hair hasn't been trimmed in a while, and his back hair is connecting like a barn door. And Rocco is high while contemplating this.

"Human door. It's like a humidor, but for poop."

Product Not As Described

Rocco's pita bread falls apart as he attempts to put chicken in it, and he ends up mixing everything in a bowl.

Rocco: It's a pita bowl.
Me: Sounds like a parade.
Rocco: A parade dedicated to inadequate pita pouches.

Sigh

"Maybe I'm unhappy in general, and when I breathe people know it."

--Rocco, after I try to explain that although he doesn't mean to sigh dramatically, it always sounds like he is exasperated when he does.

*Correction

I just found the original quote about Rocco handing me his iPhone, which I originally paraphrased from memory because of a lost notebook. This is the real deal!

Rocco, after I asked him why he handed me his cell phone absentmindedly:

"I don't know... I feel like because you have the ovaries, you have a built-in storage device for all my stuff."