Zoe: I have bwue eyes.

Daddy: yes.

Zoe: I don’t have gwasses.

Daddy: yes.

Zoe: Gwasses are bweakable.

Daddy: yes

Zoe: Indeed they are…

When I grow up

When asked what they want to be when they grow up.

I’m going to be a bird rescue helicopter pilot!


I’m going to be a bird. A pink bird. And I’m going to squeak.


Dr. Zoe

Overheard as the kids were playing outside

JJ: Can you hand me the truck?

Zoe: Sure here you go.

JJ: Thanks Zoe !

Zoe, correcting: Thanks DOCTOR Zoe.

JJ unfazed: Oh ok thanks Dr. Zoe