"BAD, TABLE, BAD. GO TO BED!"
Corbin: I wish there were 100 Corbins.
Corbin: Because I think I would like 100 Corbins.
While reading the Cat in the Hat: The fish is right, you know.
Corbin: I like your tail.
Me: My tail?
Corbin: Yeah, this!
Me: Corbin, that's a braid.
Me: When you're older your profile pictures are just gonna be bikes and cars and chicks.
Corbin: Whaaat!? No! Chicks are only at farms!
Me: She has a friend coming over so you should take a bath, okay?
Corbin: Okay, cause I want to look stylish!
"Will you always still have your brain?"
Corbin: Uh, Daughter Hopie, when you get smarter your head grows.
Corbin: Yeah, but it hurts.
Corbin, opening the sliding glass door and yelling to the hurricane-like weather outside: WIND, STOP THAT.
Commercial: Made with 100% real cheese!
Corbin: ONE HUNDRED PERCENT!?
Corbin: Mmm, Mita, I think Daughter Hopie is trying to be me.