Bedtime for rugrats

I was working late at the office one night when Laura called and described the chaos the kids were creating.

Laura: I'm ready to have some time for myself.
Jack: Well, it's already their bedtime.
Laura: I know. I haven't even taken them upstairs yet. I was hoping to just get a dart gun and they would fall asleep right where they are.

My laughter clues Laura that I'm writing that down and when I read it back to her, she says:

Laura: No, I said something like: 'Those little angels. I really love my job. And I would never use a dart gun.'

Camping

Laura hates to camp but does it once a year because she is a counselor for a girls club at church called GEMS. She had just returned from the annual weekend camping trip.

Jack: "It's good to have you back home."
Laura: "It's very, very, very, very nice to be home. I might have used a few less 'very's if it had been a spa instead of a camping trip."