A week after the election: "I voted for Obama. All the kids vote for Obama."
"Do you know Barack Obama's real name? Barack. And do you know Mitt Romney's real name? Mitt."
Flexing her itty bitty biceps: "I'm so strong the Mandrakes can't kill me!" [in Harry Potter, Mandrakes are plants that, when immature, can knock out a human with their cries, and when fully grown their cries are so horrible they can actually kill humans.]
I texted Sasha's mom a picture of the activity we were working on, and she texted back saying "Tell Sasha I say HI!" When I relayed this to Sasha, she rolled her eyes and said in her most dramatic teenager voice, "Boring." I laughed and started to type a text, and, panicked, Sasha said, "Don't tell her I said that! It's unpolite!"
Me: "It's chilly out here!"
Sasha: "It's okay, we have strength!"
Me: "I missed the goal! Alas!"
Sasha: "Alas, you swabs!"
Sasha: "You know, like pirates say."