Wrigley: “Dad, what the hell are these little creatures that you brought home?”

Graham: “Those are your new sisters, Marin and Camden.”

Wrigley: “When are they leaving?”

Graham: “18 years.”

Wrigley: “How come they have so much stuff? All I need is that stuffed chicken and a little food.”

Graham: “Girls are notorious for having too much stuff. Clothes. Shoes. Boyfriends. I recommend you and I get used to it.”

Wrigley: “If they are my sisters, are they going to grow a thick coat of black hair like me?”

Graham: “Probably not. Looks like their hair is going to be blonde.”

Wrigley: “Can we go to the dogpark?”

Graham: “Not today, but soon.”

Wrigley: “SQUIRREL!”

Graham: “Good eye.”

Wrigley: “I missed you, Dad.”

Graham: “I missed you too, Wrigs.”