Me: "Three-year-old, please help me sweep the floor."
Three-year-old: "Who's coming over?"
Me (offering two-year-old a bit of candied ginger): "Would you like to try some? It's good for your tummy."
Two-year-old (shoving the ginger into her belly button): "Here you go, tummy!"
Three-year-old (closing the dishwasher door): "I do ALL your work for you, Mommy!"
One can dream...
Two-year-old (pausing the screamfest): "I upset! I upset!"
Um, we figured that one out-- and so has the entire church.
Me: "Two-year-old, what kind of cake would you like for your birthday?"
Three-year-old: "I'm sorry, Two-year-old. We don't have any oranges. We just have onions. It has to be an onion cake."
Three-year-old is currently obsessed with the art-themed storybook Katie Meets the Impressionists-- and so of course, I recommend it! (Yay, she's chatting to nineteenth-century portraits! Mickey Mouse, beware.) We definitely plan to collect the other books in this series.
Me: "...You'll understand this better when you're driving. When will you learn to drive?"
Me: "You'll drive when you're ten years old?"
Three-year-old: "Yes! And I want a purple car."
Enjoy your weekend!