Poop

Me:  Baby, why do you keep holding your poop?  You know it just makes you feel bad.

Charlotte:  I don't want to poop because brown is not my favorite color.  *pause*  I wish I was a unicorn.

(June 27, 2016)

She's Good

Butch:  *struggling to get Siri to understand him*

Charlotte:  Let Momma do it. She's good at stuff. 

(June 22, 2016)

Position

Charlotte: *rolling around her bed instead of sleeping*

Me: Charlotte, be still. 

Charlotte: *with perfect five-year-old indignation* I have to get into my position of sleeping!

(June 15, 2016)

Plans

Me: How about we go to Magic Noodle for lunch?

Charlotte: Yes!

Me:  Ok, let's do it then. 

Charlotte:  Why'd you say it like that?

Me:  Well, I wasn't planning to go there for lunch, but it sounds really good. 

Charlotte:  Oh. Well I was planning to go there. 

(June 6, 2016)

Awesome

Charlotte: *playing with my hair, tiptoeing around the edge of the bed to get to the other side* I will be veeeerrrry . . . 

Me: *mentally filling in "careful" while she pauses*

Charlotte: . . . awesome on this ledge. 

(June 5, 2016)

Stretch

Molly:  Sometimes I need to stretch because I feel like rubber. 

(June 5, 2016)

A Little Bit

Charlotte:  Mommy

Me:  Yes?

Charlotte:  I changed the "yes" and the "no" a little bit. Because my "no" means "yes," and my "yes" means "no."

(June 2, 2016)