Chris: "You smell good, Ali!!"
Ali: "You smell, Daddy!"
Chris was about to brush her teeth, and she said, "I want Bubblegum from under the table toothpaste!!!". Obviously, my explanation attempts aren't working, and this may be backfiring on me even more if she thinks that bubblegum from under the table tastes as good as her toothpaste. Dear me.
She was yelling to echo in the grocery store, and I told her to quit yelling. She looked at me and said, "I'm not yelling!! I'm just screaming!!!"
Ali found a piece of ribbon, and she kept pulling it around mine or Chris' wrists. We finally asked her what she was doing.
"I'm measuring you."
"What are you measuring us for?"
"I'm measuring you to see if you're a girl or a boy."
I was getting Ali dressed one morning, and she said, "I wonder what panties AJ is wearing today. Do you know what panties she's wearing, Mommy?"
I did something Ali didn't like. Twice. And so she told me sternly, "You did it again. Don't do it anothergain."
I was using my cell phone, and Ali asked if she could use it. I told her no, and she said understandingly, "Oh. Is that really a Mommy thing?"
At breakfast one day she informed me: "I'm a tummy doctor. I'm going to put a baby in your tummy...five babies. Then they'll fall out of your tummy and hit their heads and cry."
We were playing princesses, and she told me, "I'm not going to marry the Prince. I'm going to marry myself."