Me: Lilah, what do you want for your birthday?
Lilah [apropos of nothing]: A cat. Not a robot.
Lilah: Where are we going?
Me: We need to get the oil changed.
Lilah: Oh, did it poo poo?
Lilah [naming the flavors of her toy cupcakes]: That's strawberry [red], that's lemon [yellow], that's cotton candy [pink], and that's salad [green].
Lilah: What's a brain?
Me [pointing to my head]: It's the thing inside your head that you think with.
Lilah: I can't feel it. My hair's in the way.
Anda:...Bless us to eat good food and not bad food and to grow and be healthy and try not to get sick because if we eat bad food we might get sick...so let's not do that...in the name of Jesus Christ, amen.
[I've lost my voice] Lilah: Is your talk still gone?
Lilah: Santa Claus says stop sucking my thumb!
Lilah [reaching for some off limits candy]: I was not reaching it! I was just looking! [pause] Did you want to go up in the playroom...by yourself?
Lilah: Look what happened to my foot! It got puddle all over it!
Me: What do you want for your birthday dinner tomorrow?
Anda: Little Caesars pizza!
Me: You sure you don't want good pizza?
Anda: Let's just say pizza.
Me: No more candy. You had enough.
Lilah: [Dejected Charlie Brown walk] I'm grumpy!
Lilah: Mom, look, it's a hello-phone.
Anda: Boys like super heroes and girls like princesses.
Me: Well, everyone can like whatever they want.
Anda: Except for poop.
Anda: It's soakin' hot out there! [or] That tastes soakin' good!
Lilah: What's this song called?
Me: "Take Me to Church."
Lilah: Is he all ready? Does he have his church clothes on?
Anda: Why don't girls have wieners?
Me: Girls have different parts.
Anda: Is it so when the baby comes out the wiener doesn't smack it on the head?
I got funny looks from co-workers since I couldn't contain my laughter there at the end.
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