*Me: Mallory, why is Lucy crying?
Mallory: Because she was climbing up the stairs, and I was dragging her down by one foot, and she forgot it was fun.
*Elizabeth: No wonder we can't park there. The carts are having a face off!
Mallory: Because she was climbing up the stairs, and I was dragging her down by one foot, and she forgot it was fun.
*Elizabeth: No wonder we can't park there. The carts are having a face off!
*Elizabeth was babysitting, and the four year-old leaned over and licked her.
Elizabeth: Why did you lick me?
K: Because you smell really good, and I wanted to see if you taste as good as you smell.
*Lucy: Mommy, watch. (I looked at the top of the stairs to see her climbing into a child sized shopping cart, getting ready to go for a ride. I promise she has never seen Jackass!)
*Drew: Is that a new sweater, Mom?
Me: Yes.
Drew: Did you get it from Grandma?
*Elizabeth: (looking over my shoulder as I looked at some photography websites): What is that?
Me: A baby in a basket.
Elizabeth: I thought it was salad!