Trying unsuccessfully to go potty on the toilet: "It's not working! Maybe I need new batteries."
Angus had done something wrong (or maybe just annoying): "Angus! Curse you, you pooch!"
Dad comments on the beautiful puffy clouds: "Charlotte, are the clouds made of marshmallows?" "No. Bacon."
"Charlotte, what do you want for dinner?" "Bacon."
Charlotte has caught on to my habit of responding to her "look, look!" demands with an unfocused "mm-hmm." She now insists, "No! Look with your face!"
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