February 13th driving home from Kennedy talking about who to send Valentine’s to:
Mom: Let’s send one to Tinsley.
Sam: Who’s Tinsley?
Mom: You know, baby Tinsley in North Carolina?
Sam: But mom, she’s a messer.
Mom: What do you mean? That she makes a mess?
Sam: Yes (not sure if it is really yes or just I can’t tell you what I’m really thinking but I know you’ll accept yes if I say it)
Mom: Well Sam sometimes you make a mess. Like when you make a mess with all your toys.
Sam: Well mom, maybe I make a mess so you’ll play with me. (did ya ever think about that Terri)