One evening:
Me: Ayden lets go inside it is geting dark.
Her: No it's not. I can still see the sun.
Fifteen minutes later
Me: Ayden come inside it is dark.
Her: No it isn't, the light is on.
Monday morning, out of left field:
Her: Mommy the neighbors don't like you. .
Me: What?
Her: They really don't.
Me: Maybe they don't like you.
Her: No. They just don't like you.
Quizzical.
A nice afternoon:
Her: You like my "shuggle."
Me: Its a nice shovel.
Her: You want to buy it?
Later on:
Her: Mommy This is a monkey-rilla.
Me: No. It's a gorilla.
Her: Mommy repeat after me: monkey-rilla.
Also earlier today:
Me: Ayden put on some pants.
Her: I don't need pants, I have underwear.
Me: Really? Is that your logic.
Her: Duh. I don't need pants. My underwear covers my cola.
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