From the mouths (and pens) of my kids...
"I just talkded but I didn't thinkded."
"Stuff is not things! Stuff is just stuff!"
(The following conversation took place at 4:15 a.m.)
(excited) "Thank you!"
(The following conversation took place at 2:00 a.m.)
Curly, age 3: "Mom, can you forgive me cuz of all the mean and bad fings I already done before?"
Me: "Yes. I forgive you."
Curly: "And do you love me so, so much?"
Me: "Yes, I really do."
Curly: "Then maybe can you scoot over and let me sleep in your bed wif you?"
"When I go to school, if I write that my name is Star Wars and tell my teacher that my name is Star Wars, will she call me that? Or should I just tell her to call me Secret Agent?"
"I don't want to be a fighterfighter when I grow up anymore. I want to be a secret agent because they have missiles on their helicopters. All fighterfighters have is big water guns."
"When you say I am in big trouble it just makes me so sad that you are listening to Satan again."