Saying something we’ve all been feeling lately: “Papa, I wish you didn’t work so much. Because then you could do stuff with us more often.”
While on the toilet: “I’m pooping out food that I ate. Why does poop stink when the food doesn’t? The poop is swimming through the water. If it gets plugged up then we’ll have to use a plunger. That’s why we’ve got them. And you’ve got nail clippers to clip your toes, or fingers. And this bathtub is to wash you, to bathe in too.”
(earlier in the day, to me: “You look like a witch. You look really old. Which is funny, because you really aren’t.”)
T: “Tell me all the compound words you know.”
Me: “Uh, there’s a lot.”
T: “Tell me them. Tell me the ones that you KNOW.”
