- Deb, a ravishingly beautiful yet understated working mom who manages to juggle home, family, work, and church without letting it show (other than that pesky facial tic and a nagging tendency to laugh wildly to fill silence), 23*
- Princess, Deb's adorable daughter, 4
- Dexy, Deb's impish son (non-speaking role), 2
Princess: Mommy, I have to talk to you about something serious.
Deb: What is it, my baby?
Princess: If you tell someone you are going to do something, and you don't do it, that's a lie.
Deb: That's right.
Princess: If you tell someone you are going to do something, then you should do it, because if you don't, that's a lie, and you're a LIAR.
Deb: Yes, honey.
Princess: And I don't trust liars, because sometimes liars will tell you that you're going to get something, and then you don't get it, and they lied to you, and you can't trust them anymore.
Deb: What happened, honey?
Princess: Someone lied to me.
Princess: Someone who I trusted to do something good and nice, but they lied to me and I don't trust them.
Deb: What are you talking about, sweetie?
Princess: If I say I want a hamburger, and they say I'm going to get a hamburger, and they give me chicken, then they lied to me.
Princess: And then when they tell me, "You're going to get a cookie," and then they don't give me a cookie, I can't trust them.
Princess: And not just me...they lied to DADDY. Which is the worst thing of all.
Deb: Princess, what are you talking about?
Princess: We can't go to Whataburger anymore. They are liars who I don't trust who lied to me and gave me CHICKEN.
Deb: We haven't been to Whataburger in two weeks.
Princess: Because they are LIARS.
Deb: Okay, no more Whataburger.
Princess: Let's go to McDonald's.