Hudson: "Mom, when I grow up and move out, I'm gonna get a Pug dog and send you videos of it."
Ryan and I are discussing the garbage truck that got stuck in the ditch down the road. It's midnight. Amelia is asleep between us. She groggily mumbles "I think I've heard enough of the garbage truck talking". I ask "you don't want to hear about it anymore?" She says "no"