I'll probably stop posting about my new glasses sometime in the near future, but right now I'm obsessed.
Ellie: Andrew, I'm worried. Do my new glasses make me look like Woody Allen? Andrew: Uhhhh, no. You don't look like a 70 something year-old man who married his daughter.
Ellie: I know you look down on me for liking Harry Potter, but if you got a letter saying you were accepted to Hogwarts and magic existed in the world, wouldn't it be the best day of your life?
Andrew: Does Harry Potter get to go to space?
Ellie: Um, no.
Andrew: Then it wouldn't be the best day of my life.