Han

T.G.: I love you.
Kiddo: I know.

Precision

The kiddo informed me today that ewoks are not fuzzy, they are fluffy. We have a Star Wars 1-2-3 book out from the library.

Later she informed me that the TIE Advanced pictured in the book was stuck on the moon, but Mater (from Cars) would help get it unstuck.

STOP

Me, confused about the date: I'm so confused. I'll figure it out.
Kiddo: Have you figured it yet?
Me, consulting phone: Yes, it's 8:21 on August 25th.
Kiddo: That's not the point. It's cicada time.

Got it

T.G. is putting the kiddo to bed.

T.G.: Do you want an animal?
Kiddo: Blue-beaw.
T.G.: Which one is Bluebell?
Kiddo: No, blue-beaw.
T.G.: Bluebell?
Kiddo: [Holds up her purple teddy] THE. BLUE. ONE.

Everyone's a comedian

Me: Was that obedient or disobedient?
Kiddo: It was happy-bedient!

Oh, okay

What I thought I heard: "It's got sad Jews in it."

What she actually said: "It's got statues in it."

Been there

Kiddo: Baby, say "Cheese!" . . . She doesn't listen to me.

Sorry, kid, now you know how I feel.

Stylish

My mom wouldn't have had to spend so much time with hair spray and foam rollers creating those early 90s big bangs if I'd had hair like the kiddo.