This is what I heard as my children woke up at (bless their hearts!) 9:00 this morning.
Luke, what do hippopotamuses eat?
Sandwiches? Weally, Luke?
Yes, Susanna. If you are going to see a hippopotamus, you must take a sandwich for them. Even when fishes are swimming in the water and a hippopotamus tries to eat the fishes, they cannot eat them. So because they are very hungry, you must give them a sandwich.
I wonder if they like PBJ? (my thought, not their comment)
Then the next conversation:
Are you wet, Luke?
Yes, I am very wet. That is why Mama is going to buy diapers for us. And if we can be dry wearing diapers, then we can wear overnights again.
Okay. Because I am vewy wet, too.
I am vewy tall, Luke, and you are vewy tall, too.
Yes, you are very tall, but you are still little because I am bigger than you. But you are still very tall.
And I wonder if my daughter has finally clothed herself and stopped running around this freezing cold house naked....sigh; it can be so hard to keep clothes on that girl!